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Posted by kid a on October 20, 2002, at 16:00:17
Dreamer
I have fantastic dreams
from the medicine I take
---to stay alive.
I dream I am in China,
Japan, Afghanistan.
In China, the buildings
are unbelievably huge,
In Japan, the cities are
unusually easy to
navigate,
and I say Hajimemashite!
with the best,
just as I did with
Kimiko-chan, before
promptly passing out---
In china there is
a wedding, some wedding
and I feel like I'm
doing a One and a Two.
It's so so complex and
my suit is too large.
My brother buys an
Alcoholic Beverage
for ten dollars.
To enact revenge on
the Barkeep,
I steal three bottles
of Cognac.
I am not caught.
Worlds are destroyed
and rebuilt, I am
at the epicenter
of this,
There is always
something to do---
somewhere to go.
When I wake,
days can pass before
the phone rings,
Everyone is
electronic, questionable.
There seems to be
more dust today
then there was
yesterday.
Outside it is slightly
cold, nothing is so
fantastic as at night.
I remember the first
thing I ever stole
in my life, a
book all about
drugs. All my life
I've been dreaming
of escape.
Weekdays, I can
barely move,
I'd rather die than
get up.
I want to go back
to being Maikuru-kun,
walking in Shibuya.
Awake, this would
never happen.
In my dreams there
are mountains
and cities and
endless possibilities.
Tonight I will
fall into sleep and
never wake. Good night
cruel world,
I am never, ever
coming
back.October 20, 2002.
Posted by BeardedLady on October 20, 2002, at 16:10:50
In reply to Dreamer, posted by kid a on October 20, 2002, at 16:00:17
A lovely poem, indeed. I am hoping that the persona is a little different from you, in that he or she is the one planning to stay asleep, and that you plan to wake.
The first thing I ever stole was a pair of earrings from Spencer Gifts when I was 11. My friends and I shoplifted all the time from that store. When I was sixteen, I got a job there and watched all the shoplifters get caught.
My best friend is in China right now. She is going to bring me back a birthday present.
You have a great deal to contribute to this world--from poetry to design to sweetness to civil kitties. I would miss you terribly.
This was supposed to go into an e-mail, but I am here already.
love,
beardy
Posted by Tabßitha on October 20, 2002, at 22:16:52
In reply to Dreamer, posted by kid a on October 20, 2002, at 16:00:17
Last night I dreamt I had a tame and cuddly pet raccoon.
Posted by jyl on October 21, 2002, at 11:22:04
In reply to Re: Dreamer, posted by Tabßitha on October 20, 2002, at 22:16:52
wow
you can sleep?
whats that like?
jk
jyl
Posted by IsoM on October 21, 2002, at 13:58:12
In reply to Re: Dreamer, posted by Tabßitha on October 20, 2002, at 22:16:52
Have you ever had a chance to hold a racoon, Tabby? I got to cuddle a baby racoon for a while. The fact that it peed on me didn't bother me a bit. I just washed & changed afterwards. Their little paws/hands are so amazing. The pads on the bottom of their paws are incredibley soft. Imagine the finest kid leather gloves filled with soft, soft fill but so warm. He kept making soft little sounds & was so cuddley. I'm terrible. I feel more motherly with baby animals than I do with human babies.
I would've loved to have him but racoons can become cantankerous when grown. Perhaps a neutered one wouldn't be but it would seem cruel.
I read a book years ago of a woman married to an old style forest ranger. They lived way out in the woods & she adopted an orphaned racoon. They're very clever & he would open his cage & escape when they weren't home, wreaking havoc. She came home one day to find her racoon had opened her India ink (for her sketches) & spilt it about. Not only that, but he'd dipped his paws in it; there was little black paw prints on *everything* & going up the wall as high as he could reach. She accompanied her story with her sketches & the one she did on the paw prints was my favourite.
Posted by Kamikazi_Ladybug on October 21, 2002, at 15:53:00
In reply to Re: Dreamer, posted by Tabßitha on October 20, 2002, at 22:16:52
I once dreamt I had a furry dolphin as a pet LOL
Posted by alii on October 21, 2002, at 18:09:27
In reply to Dreamer, posted by kid a on October 20, 2002, at 16:00:17
....so sorry kid that your beautiful poem has gone off into a discussion of animals in dreams.
I find these sentences haunting and evocative:
>>>>Awake, this would
never happen.
In my dreams there
are mountains
and cities and
endless possibilities.
Tonight I will
fall into sleep and
never wake. Good night
cruel world,
I am never, ever
coming
back.<<<<I'm sorry this is a difficult time for you. I'm guessing that by posting this poem you are letting out a little of the pain that is inside of you.......just a guess.
Please keep posting. Just because the responses in your thread aren't tailored to you doesn't mean that you aren't being heard and that there isn't a large community out here that cares deeply for you and wishes you peace, stability and happiness.
--Alii
Posted by Tabßitha on October 22, 2002, at 1:27:05
In reply to Hijacked thread...... » kid a, posted by alii on October 21, 2002, at 18:09:27
and the wonderful things that happen, like wild animals grown tame and cuddly, dolphins with fur, etc. Images so pleasant and vivid you hate to wake up.
Posted by ~~Alii~~ on October 22, 2002, at 2:29:43
In reply to Re: ? isn't the topic magical med-induced dreams?, posted by Tabßitha on October 22, 2002, at 1:27:05
> and the wonderful things that happen, like wild animals grown tame and cuddly, dolphins with fur, etc. Images so pleasant and vivid you hate to wake up.
Tabbitha,Perhaps you could start a thread about such cuddly tame critters and leave this thread to the dark individual who wrote out his pain for the world to read.
IMO, I would find it quite offensive to have poured out my heart and soul into something that spoke about my innermost pain and then watch as it transforms into a thread about shiny happy fuzzy animals. But that is just me.
I'm looking out for a dear soul to me and just trying to keep his pain in the forefront so that people can respond to that.
If you wish to have discussions regarding your dreams of animals then feel free to post away in new threads to your heart's content.
Please try to be respectful of someone expressing suicidal pain.
~~ALII
Posted by Tabßitha on October 22, 2002, at 4:45:41
In reply to Re: ? isn't the topic magical med-induced dreams? » Tabßitha, posted by ~~Alii~~ on October 22, 2002, at 2:29:43
Alii, I meant no offense to Kid A or to you. I read that poem as about half fanciful and half dark. The first half was about the wondrous images of the dreams, and the second half contrasted them with the drabness of life and lethargy of depression. I relate to the drabness, dust, lethargy, silent phone, and desire to escape all too well. I also cherish my vivid med-induced dreams when my life is less than gratifying, and that's what my little comment re the raccoon dream was about. If people pick up that topic, then aren't we all doing what Kid A described? Lingering in the dream world for a moment, ignoring the dust.
It was a beautiful poem and I'm glad your response prompted me to read it a few more times.
Peace?
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