ideation

a hole in the heart -
a worm chasing the blood
downstream

down it goes,
down, down the old town’s
rivers

the one-way shit-carrying
streets
to the caravan’s abandoned block.

you dream of holidays
away from barbed wire
henchmen

and of where things don’t need
to flow through tubes and
veins

and front pages

to get to where they’re going.

no undertow,
flagged nothing,
no sinister thump of machine

kicking you in the chest.

down the old town’s
rivers,
up over the walls

where half-eaten figs hang
steadily more soft,
and through windows open

or not -
they have forgotten
last year’s frost.

now down, over, and into the minds
of the dreamers:
quickly, quickly now,

then seeping back, back
into the earth,
hiding the infiltrator, the dance,

that incursion of night
from the sun to set fury on
at dawn.

-- first appeared at http://migueljacq.com/2014/03/02/idea...
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