William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Dream Fragment, 3:45 a.m.

A little bit of coffee, a little bit of soap. Hand on the bell cord, eye on the rope.

April 12, 2021


Dream Fragment, 3:45 a.m.

A young man, of sixteen or seventeen and a stranger to me, leads me to a table, atop which is a curious arrangement of small objects, seemingly of a scientific nature. “If I die,” he says quietly, and with the utmost reverence for his work, “I want you to have them.” He looks at me, to be sure I understand.

Yes, I think, some things, like transparent bells with tiny copper gears inside.

And hummingbirds — do they not have names they forget to tell?

Recently Banned Literature, March 23, 2012


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