Brent MacLaine, "Mind Games"
Mar. 28th, 2004 11:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rfmcdonaldThere's no denying you are of my dreams.
Last night, for instance, I carried you away--
oh, not like a rampaging conquistador;
yours was a smooth and agreeable abduction.
And now this morning, how should I let you know
you have been changed, that I recreated you?
certainly, you can't assume you are untouched,
though any transformations are all my doing.
You walking by makes me think my mind
is now the room--after all, that's where we met.
Yes, that's what I should say: don't forget
this room you're walking through is all my mind.
- from These fields were rivers (Fredericton, New Brunswick: Goose Lane, 2004), page 75
Last night, for instance, I carried you away--
oh, not like a rampaging conquistador;
yours was a smooth and agreeable abduction.
And now this morning, how should I let you know
you have been changed, that I recreated you?
certainly, you can't assume you are untouched,
though any transformations are all my doing.
You walking by makes me think my mind
is now the room--after all, that's where we met.
Yes, that's what I should say: don't forget
this room you're walking through is all my mind.
- from These fields were rivers (Fredericton, New Brunswick: Goose Lane, 2004), page 75
