WAKENINGS

  I am ready to go with them… to death

  Dreams bedazzled my senses,

  waged war on my taut knowing

  and seduced my adult fears.

  What do you do when you dream

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  of dying? A death that is brilliant as

  solar eclipses, infant eyes, and honey?

  I dreamed of liquid sun, sparks of

  sizzling color and radiant beam

  of childhood, holding hands with

  wrinkled knowledge and faded time.

  Do I have to go? Is there a choice?

  Will the solar falls and star bulbs

  blind my building resolve?

  I will die today, closing

  one dream to crack open and bookmark

  another.