from Myths and miscellany: Some instructions: VII: Nightmares revisited
Christopher Arigo

     

  New myths mean new monsters / new masters in a new medieval age /

icebergs calved from their frozen hearts

 

There is a machine called a republic that I can barely explain that eats work and / makes people suffer /

 

I scarcely understand

 

Are our bodies such defunct machines?

 

Mare: sea of threat / an incubus / a horse to carry you through the night.

 

Difficult to believe translates as dreams.

 

Haunted translates as at night.

 

[All italics are mine]

 

                                                      

 

Dreams are machines / all omissions

 

Jokes are failed dreams / are mine

 

and space expands between sleeping and waking to accommodate them

 

and a machine loves you finally when it repeats one word over and over again enblued in its single burnished eye and again and again we are reminded of some half-forgotten myth

 

and machines have no loving grace / are unneutral

 

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