Blogpost #16

May 17, 2020

Of Bead and Dreams

Of Bead and Dreams by Mariko

Watching myself gazing at a body of water I am a stranger 

In a black dress  hanging on a stiff mannequin

Do the  lies I tell  reveal the truth of the human condition

If I just disappeared  what would my friends say

If I were writing letters to my  great-granddaughter would I share the poems I wrote during this stage time 

Collective sleep-waking dreams and cakes baking in ovens not used to the baking of bread

I eat an oatmeal cookie and ponder my last unsatisfactory phone date and the bread I baked last week tastes hard and rubbery between my lips

Will I find the motivation to clean the floors today or stay held by this soft beda little longer inhabiting this waking dream