As Dreams Go

by Jim Dunn

Through the window as dreams go
Lightning in the assassin’s scope
Now death stays on the other side of street
Freedom from fear
Filled with mountains of air
dirty secrets
with jets of holy water
Hammering me home
The lioness leaps and becomes an acrobat on loan
His message obvious to his captor
upon vessels unburdened & free
Broken chains of some
Freeing strains of deep space.
I am a common man
A man of time
Choking on the sweet
Syllables of God
The splintering plank of hate
Where ashes floated like dreams
Above blue flames.
The day starts as an ocean
And ends as a star
Like the sure shadow of sin
billowing with bursts of angel fumes
Carry the one through the maze of eights
It all adds up to long division
The ringing bells of the throng
Inside your clocking tides
Now the season of the furnished dream
The murderer holds the lantern
Soft pillow of abandoned hope
Tudor City trash trucks eat

green doors at daybreak
We’ve got this time,
The eruption of volcanic souls
Standing upon the bare knuckles
Of the holy coast
It is what
We feared
Miles of beating wings
No measure: a circumference of infinity
The sun is born
To align ourselves
With the stars
Like dreamless sleep
Or interrupted ecstasies
Count the losses
Measure a bottomless hole
Led by glorious horses
frozen in mid-gallop
A crucifix switchblade
The knife of our Lord
Around your ascending star
Showing you the pleasure
Of the golden path
Angels rise at your soul’s request
They dance on the clouds
Of your baby’s breath
Shine heaven, darken and shine,
that the process may stir
as things emerge
Play it by ear
When it hits the tongue
Rejoice in its hosannah
In the highest register
Of angelic voices
In heaven’s symphony.
From the empty

Vessel we now
Sail aimlessly upon
On troubled waters
Searching the horizon
For the magic words
Whispers Carry
The seeds
Of a new tongue
Home
Each echo
Fainter and sadder
As the spirit
Ebbs and flows
Eventually
At last
Into the sea
Of silent souls