by James Knight
1. The cup, falling. Wine, a red halo, a dark
constellation, in slo-mo free fall. Blood runs from the corner of my eye, my
little eye.
2. Watching from the corner of a room drowning in
light, smooth zombies sniff for incense. You stay in the doorway, eating an egg
roll.
3. The man in the bobble hat offers tea, tangerines
and transcendence. Crumpled suits smile wisely, floating in a ballet of
underhanded dalliances.
4. The halo of wine spreads, shifts in space, becoming
a hand, a hawk, a fresh idea.
5. A handshake on the other side of your eyes.
Chainsaw promises. We apologise for the recent disruption.
6. In the cabinet is a map showing your birth, your
heart, your desires. The red ink in which it is drawn is a blood-sample, stolen
from you while you slept.
7. The Bird King, a unique monotreme, hibernates in
the empty egg of his favourite son. It’s pungent and slightly sticky inside. He
loves it.
8. The nine nocturnal policemen whose electrons you
stole force you to eat a quark sandwich.
9. Desperate to court scandal, the indigo terrorists
transmute themselves into protons and thrill along fibre optic alleyways.
10. The eyes of the moon turn enviously from the
flamboyant sun. A dead stone heart plots the next brief eclipse.
11. Your grandmother gives birth to thirteen orange
squids. Hands, soft and fat as tentacles, thrash behind shower curtains.
12. On Sunday mornings the cars form gangs. Lawn
mowers watch them suspiciously from neat green plots.
13. The ONEIROSCOPE stops transmitting and the world
is plunged into a limbo of twitching insomnia.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:
The Oneiropoem
The ONEIROSCOPE is an interactive Twitter project that
reflects my obsession with dreams and their disquieting poetry. Initially I
invited people to request single-tweet dreams by replying to me with the word
"sleep." I tried to provide tweets that would resonate with the
recipients, by reading their bios and some of their tweets first, if I didn't
already know them. I got some very favourable responses from those who had
requested dreams; I was touching some sort of nerve!
After a while, as the project gained momentum and
popularity, I thought the ONEIROSCOPE would be more fun (and more of a
challenge for me) if people could specify up to three words to be included in a
dream.
The previous piece is an extension of the
single-tweet ONEIROSCOPE principle. I tweeted that I was writing an ONEIROSCOPE
poem, and that people could request lines by replying with up to three words
they’d like included. Eleven people responded, so I decided to construct a 13
part piece (13 part prose poems being to me what sonnets were to Shakespeare!),
using the requested words in the first eleven parts and free-styling in the
remaining two.
Many thanks to Mina for supporting my work so
enthusiastically, and to those who requested lines; without you, the Oneiropoem
would not be what it is!
Lines were requested by:
1.
@DianaProbst
(cup, wine, run)
2.
@TheBinkyAnnexe
(egg roll, incense, zombies)
3.
@RenZelen
(transcendence, bobble-hat, underhanded)
4.
@bencooper666
(fresh, wine, hawk)
5.
@kneeldowne
(disruption, handshake, chainsaw)
6.
@jeffnoon
(cabinet, blood-sample, map)
7.
@minafiction
(hibernate, slightly, monotreme)
8.
@CharlieAlcock
(nine, eat, quark)
9.
@OpinionGeeks
(scandal, fibre optic, indigo)
10.
@LainadAngouleme
(eclipse, sun, eyes)
11. @sleeping46 (orange, birth, grandmother)
Words and image by James Knight. You can buy his wonderful books and e-books here.
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