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(from two nights ago)

I dreamed an old friend died
I dreamed a speculator tore down my house and tried to buy the ruins
I dreamed the city flooded, and there were alligators
I dreamed I waded through, up to my neck
I dreamed women sat above the waterline
Picking through platters of half-eaten fruit
Pulling out the untouched pieces to sell again
I asked them for directions to my ruined house

All through the night I kept waking and nearly waking
Consoling myself with the intuition
That it was all a dream
But it was not till I stood upright
In the crystal cold of morning
That I believed it.


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Jan. 9th, 2015 01:55 pm (UTC)
I couldn't stop reading spectacular instead of speculator for some reason. I kept seeing a giant monster that you were describing lol.
Jan. 9th, 2015 02:12 pm (UTC)
fruitful misreading! I like your take.
Jan. 9th, 2015 02:07 pm (UTC)
That sounds like an exhausting night's sleep!

I sometimes go through intense periods of stress dreaming and I wish I could give up sleep when that happens. The benefit gained from the sleep is outweighed by the troubled dreams and I wake up almost as tired as when I went to bed.
Jan. 9th, 2015 02:13 pm (UTC)
The unsure-about-reality part was the most stressful.
Jan. 9th, 2015 02:19 pm (UTC)
That sounds both creepy and exhausting emotionally. I bet you were relieved to wake up!
Jan. 9th, 2015 02:30 pm (UTC)
Elements of it were cool, but mainly it was very emotionally exhausting, so yeah! I definitely was.
Jan. 9th, 2015 04:30 pm (UTC)
Great poem, and evocation!

aside, what's /br, end bedroom [I woke up]?
Jan. 9th, 2015 05:04 pm (UTC)
Haha, no--it's mistakes in my coding!

I was trying to type <br></br>, which is the coding for making a line break, because I like a line break between the last line I type and the end of my entry :-P

(But now I've corrected the coding, so it's disappeared, and left me with just my extra space!)

Edited at 2015-01-09 05:05 pm (UTC)
Jan. 9th, 2015 06:21 pm (UTC)
Maybe you've been working too hard?
Jan. 10th, 2015 05:39 pm (UTC)
I can't figure it out--I haven't been doing anything out of the ordinary.
Jan. 9th, 2015 06:31 pm (UTC)
I dreamed women sat above the waterline
Picking through platters of half-eaten fruit
Pulling out the untouched pieces to sell again
I asked them for directions to my ruined house

Jan. 10th, 2015 05:39 pm (UTC)
It was all very vivid--a sovay-type dream.
Jan. 9th, 2015 07:53 pm (UTC)
This is so evocative. But what a stressful dream.
Jan. 10th, 2015 05:40 pm (UTC)
What was strange was how, even semi-waking, I couldn't pull free. It was pretty stressful.
Jan. 9th, 2015 11:42 pm (UTC)
You have such a wonderful way with words...
Jan. 10th, 2015 05:40 pm (UTC)
I'm touched you think so.
Jan. 10th, 2015 12:35 pm (UTC)
On Friday morning, I dreamt I was doing more or less the same exact thing I did Friday afternoon and night.

Except it was early autumn and I was wearing a t-shirt. Imagine my disappointment.

I didn't dream this morning. I was too giddy to really sleep.
Jan. 10th, 2015 05:42 pm (UTC)
in fact it's frigid winter
I can imagine your disappointment. Will have to check your journal entry for the reason for your giddiness!
Jan. 10th, 2015 07:44 pm (UTC)
Re: in fact it's frigid winter
You do. I think I'm done editing things in, although I might be wrong.
Jan. 10th, 2015 01:03 pm (UTC)
Wow, that's some kind of dream to travel through. :/
Jan. 10th, 2015 05:43 pm (UTC)
It was--but although stressful, it was also *rich*, and I appreciate that about it.
Jan. 11th, 2015 12:39 am (UTC)
Sounds a bit like the kind of real-life disaster series where you, wile suffering, feel moved to appreciate the thoroughness and the artistry.
Jan. 12th, 2015 12:15 pm (UTC)
Something like that--it wasn't just an artistic appreciation, though. I think it's kind of like appreciating an adventure after it's safely over. (Except for the friend dying part--that was just awful and I was nothing but relieved.)
Jan. 11th, 2015 03:35 pm (UTC)
If it were my dream, I should find it "typical". There are those collective traits - water, the flood, the ruined house (yours) - you know well all this.

It was a bad dream. I'm sorry it kept you awake. Dreams are weird things though. They gather pieces of experience, often things we may see or hear, without even noticing...

Jan. 12th, 2015 12:16 pm (UTC)
You have--or remember--rich, full dreams more often than I do. This does feel like something you might dream! Especially the floods.
Jan. 12th, 2015 09:42 am (UTC)
A powerful, disturbing dream - it sounds like you were tussling all night, with your body trying hard to wake you up out of it, and the dream trying again and again to claim you, to hold you until it had finished its story.
Jan. 12th, 2015 12:17 pm (UTC)
Yes, the dream definitely wanted me to see it through.
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