5 Dreams

I.

I am an eagle in a Kazak hunt

But flight feels forlorn

I chase the fox on foot

II.

To the tiger, my feet were kidney beans

Horripilations knife the spine

No man can run on his knees

III.

It’s raining salt on the Chilean coast

My thick skin dry and salted

A Culpeo prepares the roast

IV.

The steps of the Feathered Serpent kiss clouds

All the coaxing to get down ceases

As I see the sun, finally

V.

I know for one brief moment I am dreaming

My life was a giant’s dream

This man was never me

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