Dream I

Turn the corpus upside down
From the top of the spine
Let the fluids drain and spill
A grey pool on golden sand
Then float the hollow form
Upon its journey through the waves

The ocean is so warm and gentle
In its perpetual caress
It surrounds and fulfills me
Flooding through my veins again
The salt is sweet upon my lips
As sweet as the smile of the moon

I see it all expand before me
The huge table on the bottom
Set with white silk, silver
Plates of pearl and goblets crystal
The smooth glass of the water
Breaks into bobbing shards
From the heights I dive head first
And am warmly sliced into swimming fish

(1978)