Blue Nightmare
The blue insect lashes against my eyes,
tiny planes crash into my eggs and salsa
like dragonflies nosing into tulips
and I wake up moaning ooh, ooh.
Later in the dream I am pushing through the feathery webbing.
On a table is a sky of one thousand blue doves.
They are saying ooh, ooh.
They watch me with their dumb eyes.
They are fragments of your nightmare.
I am falling through the sky's blue web
saying ooh, ooh, and flapping my paper wings,
I don't think they will hold me up.
Later on there are clowns and vampires.
What are they doing in this dream?
The park is filled with dead students.
They are lined up by the highway,
waiting to cross over to the other side.
There is a battering of wings
and a frantic scrabbling of claws.
The cars crawl by like termites
and the sky swoops down from above,
its blue mouth open and calling ooh, ooh.
– tony barnstone
"Blue Nightmare" first appeared in Tony Barnstone's collection, Impure.