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ryan quinn flanagan | recurring dream

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Recurring Dream

Every few months I have this dream
where I take my balls out of their sack
and play marbles.


I’m on a Spanish galleon
over rough waters
so my unruly marbles
roll all over
the deck.


I try to chase after them
but I have a legitimate fear
of water.


Didn’t Shelley die at sea?


In a boat
made of ideas?


Ideas aren’t waterproof,
that’s the first thing
you learn.


Anyhow,
this deckhand with handlebar moustache
points to the horizon
and yells:
LAND!


In the shallows
we run aground.


Like this dream
this poem


this
life.

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