tremendous

I
dreamed
a large penthouse
apartment with
that
woman
inhabiting it

The one who expects
things of me
and then
gives me
hell
about them,
mocking me and
balling
her fists,

because
nothing is ever
good enough
for her
and because
the world
hurts her

The world hurts her because
she expects
everything
to hurt

She expects everything
to hurt because
something
she doesn’t remember
was inescapable
torture

Why does she
inhabit
in my
dream
such a tremendous
apartment?

First published in Bukker Tillibul

The baby getting smaller dream

My baby     He was shrinking away from me
I set him on his feet but he could no longer stand
He was growing smaller
I set him on his feet
but he could no longer stand
He curled up at the foot of a door
My baby     Shrinking away from me
I set him on his feet
but his legs gave way
and he sank
Curled up on concrete
at the foot of a door
My baby

First published in Poetry Matters 25, November 2015

density

But then I dreamed the same back
all covered in skin tags
and that was pretty challenging

but I think it was my body
and him sleeping on it
fronting the world

maybe just wanting to
I don’t know
the dream is the image

in an upstairs rank of some helpline
was it my happiness?
I don’t knit

but I think it was my bed
and him sitting on it
facing the wall

all that stupidity
I relinquish to mindlessness
simplicity and shallowness and smooth geology

and me behind his naked back
I don’t know
maybe touching

I did the song of his body
the beautiful silken song
standing up on a platform

all that skin
I resort to metaphor
sun and shade and smooth grass

and me behind his naked breath
I don’t knit
maybe testing

in an upstairs room of some house
was it my house?
I don’t know

maybe just wondering
I don’t knit
the delicacy is the issue

I dreamed the skin of his back
the beautiful silken skin
sitting up on a bed

but then I descended the same breath
all covered in density
and that was pretty convincing

First published in Australian Poetry Journal 5(2), November 2015