REVEMBER recently I awoke and briefly remembered everything I meant to detail about the specifics of dreamspace except the tonal suggestion of your quiet bones concentrically ripple-sliding in fractalized friction like windchime moans predetermining escapes to overlapping internally fictional colour landscapes II. again I press against these ceramic plates and metal sheets with sponge of blue gushing with hot water and sud to dissipate the uneaten while two women I love, in tandem flutter a decadent rapport of aged trust and knowing touch to release the root of a day’s angst upward women I love I could listen to you laugh for hours while bathing dishes with raisin fingers waiting for you to sneak up and tickle me with appreciation under lemon scented fluorescent kitchen light III. a falling sleep might sometimes feel confusing a rising wake with lamp warm and kind garments still worn entangled in arms and legs like a straw basket weaving on the gravelled side of a swampy southern road Might I ask you if its alright to turn out the light? a falling sleep and dream of childhood desks full of ex-sweatshirts a rising wake feeling a pillow-sized divide between us hurting to grow trees breezing between our pours to show a healthy wind’s breadth in essence striving to be each other’s blanket of trusted soul embodiment Might I go under the covers and kiss your legs while you dreamily rub my hair? IV. we agree about the walls of the ocean and the wet edges of nebuli we disagree about what to do with samuel clemens, tesla and the yellow bikini we agree the utensils were right there on the green and also invisible to the power of negative one we agree on a belief in allocation forced to be symbolized by an unformed ‘else’ and my blood noisily believing all numbers are imaginary do we all agree in molecular tandem that skin exists in a bicycle built for disagreement? V. I held lightly as you trembled awake between dreams In different ways, we both experienced spiders sharp bites of life One had a vision: mechanical michael jacksons holy with absent faces debriefing you on elaborate kitchen combinations And the other felt a sting: I was an exposed hip bone to an unwinterized window We were sharing as much touch as our skin will soak up VI. Anywhere but somewhere other than here Where else would we be? Great sleeper Rolling over hillsides of breath on my chest Real ease How I cried and trembled when you opened my pours with symbiotic pressure convulsing practicality We stayed intentional during the duration, even pauses in the perpetuation felt less like vacations Taking my turn to be aware of the terrifying illusion of separateness I feel you feeling And so sending It broke me down because I've never felt so close in the quiet time we find a refraction of density VII. manifesting unexpected emotional annunciation creating a little cry feeling out held for you lightly loosely, fluent in secret time riptides of warm swarm swallow you whole in sweater wool soft landscapes beam award silence connection to engaging purpose reflection hallowed hearts bestilled with offering parallel rafts with only plasma screens between VIII. its cold everywhere here i’m inventing a month called ‘revember’ where there’s reverb on every life sound and you get to relive warm wet memories