Dreaming is a Big Mistake

by Valery Oisteanu

Prisoners locked in a painter’s studio no windows
with an angel glued to the wall

Music resides his organs, his wings

Colors beyond human spectrum of perception

Colors of sexual deviation, exaltation

We dream at the finish of the colors

Where they dissolve, blue into total darkness

And the whiter veils get lighter & brighter
We escape through the eye of a gargoyle
Bewildered screaming endlessly
“Stop the abuse of painting models!”
Says the perturbed mathematician

As the sacrificed phantom deliriously
then oneiric objects of infinity
The difficult mental state between the legs
Brings sadness of the long nudes, scarf around the neck
Crooked deep mouth, unattributed conversation
The blast of wind against the lighthouse
With strobe lights illuminating ribs
Urchins singing on the cliffs,
needlessly glowing, depriving us of night