SOMEONE ELSE’S DREAM

The eyes of pine are knotted tight

In the ceiling of my room

Headlights cast a fractured glow

How strangely the light moves

Mary, she unties the night

Her voice falls down like rain

The mourning dove brings in the dark

Red roses drink the rain

The raindrops are like answers

And around here, water pours

It runs off from the dusty earth

The place of blood and toil

I gather with my fingertips

New raindrops from the grass

A thousand tiny messages

Bleed together on the glass

With my fingertip, I trace the crack

That splits the old glass pane

Upon my bedroom window

My blood pools with the rain

I thought it would not cut me

For I was not the same

As every other creature

Who is made of blood and rain

When I look in the mirror

It is never me, I see

A foreign hand has drawn me in

The eyes look strange to me

The rain came down so hard last night

I fractured into bits

I look more like myself on days

The quicksilver can shift

I am just a rendering

Of someone's else's dream

The halogen glow of fractured light

Across a stranger's ceiling

Mary, she unties the knots

She stands there in the rain

Untangling the wreckage

Of someone else's dream.