Three Poems Sprung fromThe Same Dream

1. Sanity

I sat all day
carving away
at a dream
breaking it
into this world,
but carefully.
One stroke too many
will kill it.


2. Photography

If only I could
find my camera
when we have
the perfect light
to frame you,
while the miracle
surrounds your face.
I don't have the tool
to stop time.

The neighbors
smile as I suffer,
enjoy replacing
defeated heros,
show no mercy.


3. My Visionary Neighborhood

To be honest,
I do not trust
the neighbors.
with their upstanding
Boschian faces.

The streets
are filled with
bird beaks and
dunce caps
and fire.