In the Name of the Dreamer

I dream a dream where in the dream I have dreamed you are dreaming of having put away a dream for a rainy day, another time when Death might visit.

I recall having reminded you that you had remembered having been told by someone I had never met that rain in a dream is a purgation image.

It does not rain in my dreams, I tell you. There are no incidental images in poems as there are none in dreams, as everything in the frame of a film adds up to make meaning.

I searched for you in other dreams I had never told you anything about. I have wondered if we do not confuse looking for Death with looking for God.

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