I was lost for a word

then I dreamt it last night

I dreamt of text all night long

reams and reams of words

not clinging to a page

ribbons of words

sheets of words

figures of words

words startled like a murder of crow out of a green cornfield

words falling like rain

scribbling like snowflakes on a black night

words pouring out onto the soaked ground gathering in puddles at the mouth of a gutter downspout

I recant

Im not at all sure   

that they were words

maybe only letters   

formed nonsense   cmneww  wndoymt  anane 

nrpndsj

coiled on red sand like a viper

they lunge at me

Im too slow

no rattled warning

their fangs penetrated my forearm   and through its transparent head I watched

v-e-n-o-m pumped into my arm from the sacs on either side of its head

after envenoming me

it drops off and sidewinders its way

across the trough of a sand dune wave

I can feel words winding through my veins

working their way up my arm shoulder neck

through my carotid artery into my skull and Scream over my brain

I feared they were going to cause an embolism

they ran behind my eyes and then into the sponge of my brain

where they shed their husks and laid like meat with words already there  woven into 

the fabric

I am

from out of my ears their useless extraneous syllables fell

I dreamt of words

1636,  Thursday,  21  8. 14