Of Dreams In Which I Am Reuben

Of Dreams In Which I Am Reuben

1

Our silence had become so brittle

it actually fractured as we

bent it toward a whisper.

2

We, all of us

except Joseph, fled the

island

liberating ourselves

with safety-pins as we cleared

each inflatable chamber of the

suspension bridge we'd blown up.

3

Our toes had not

yet touched home's

dry sand

before visions began

to sigh and squeal

from every puncture.

4

Sleepers lean

a dead ear

toward dreams;

dreamers sleep alone

and no one

rests