Dreaming in Words

 

I dream in words. The words

of my ancestors enter me

while I sleep. The pictures I see

are composed entirely of words.

Words construct places for me,

places I’d dare not go while awake.

I dream in words while I sleep.

Words that shake up my soul.

Words will never leave me alone.

Words crawl in the bed beside me

climb up my back and straighten

my spine. The words all become mine

because I dream in words

while I sleep.

I dream in words. I dream in words.

I dream in words.

Peace & Love,

Rosalind

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