Looking through

A repeating dream convulsing

Through my limbs

Digging, unrooting my flesh

Planting itself, right in there

Clenching my motor cortex

 

It’s a dream

Where my tear ducts

Are torn out

Where I’m dancing in black rain

On a white platform

In the spotlight

With the sea as my audience

The rain swirls around my movements

The clouds are clapping

I can see her face up there

Looking right through me

I can’t stop dancing