LIZARD

we
were in the dream
time together

watching the Dali clocks dissolve
of their own accord

time is such
a persnickety, finicky,
precise unreality

I hear it tick
trick itself into
imagining
it may
well be
a bomb

I like to watch it
slowly chip away

the statues of
what we were
smooth
river
pebbles now

as the
dream logic takes its toll

Published by Damian Garside