I kept waiting up for you
In my dreams, but you never came
All the painted landscapes I’ve conjured up
Never seem to bear your face
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Where are you now?”
dream
SOL: Obstinate
He said, “Look at what
you’re giving up, blinded by
dreams of what might change.”
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 198.”
SOL: Sueñito
Nails scratch down your arms,
tattooed, the roses must have
a tangible scent.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 191.”
SOL: Hopeful
I watched you crumble
under the weight of all your
own expectations.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 124.”
SOL: Reverie
she carves her teeth on
slices of reality
lost to fantasy
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 95.”
SOL: Denied
The truth is that at
times, without reason, we are
held back from our dreams.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 83.”
SOL: Implorare
i have kissed you a
million times in my dreams –
show me the real thing.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 63.”
MIND: La rêverie
I’m missing you extremely, but I feel curiously happy and serene.
I want to do nothing but sit about dreamily, thinking about you and
about the great strangeness of everything, and how good it is.
// Iris Murdoch, from a letter to Wallace Robson
MIND: Worthwhile Pursuits
I can’t lie, I’d rather be doing something else, I guess
Like making love or writing a poem
Or drinking wine on a tropical island…
The Process Of Explication // Dorothea Lasky
MIND / BODY / SOL 