Dreamsickness
Jun. 7th, 2009 12:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceThe thing about dreams is, they fill your sleeping head to the point where you really need to wake up; and then you lie in darkness and they o'erflow the arches of your waking mind, to the point where you find yourself driven to old habits long forsaken. Like the composition of poetry, f'rexample.
The cat chews his toenails in the bedroom dark.
There is nothing to be done about this.
You will not catch me
Tipping him like liquid shadow from the bed.
That was my lover's trick, and none of mine.
I may have been working on a second stanza, but if so I fell asleep before it was constructed.
In other news, I may not work today. What with one thing and another. At least, I have paperworks to do, forms to fill out, bureaucracies. That may pass as work, and be enough. I've written ten thousand words this week, which puts me more or less on course for the impossible dream, the hundred-day novel. A man's reach should exceed his grasp, but goals should be achievable, oh yes. Only ninety-three days to go; there's an argument that says it should get easier, as the days reduce...?
The cat chews his toenails in the bedroom dark.
There is nothing to be done about this.
You will not catch me
Tipping him like liquid shadow from the bed.
That was my lover's trick, and none of mine.
I may have been working on a second stanza, but if so I fell asleep before it was constructed.
In other news, I may not work today. What with one thing and another. At least, I have paperworks to do, forms to fill out, bureaucracies. That may pass as work, and be enough. I've written ten thousand words this week, which puts me more or less on course for the impossible dream, the hundred-day novel. A man's reach should exceed his grasp, but goals should be achievable, oh yes. Only ninety-three days to go; there's an argument that says it should get easier, as the days reduce...?