My Metal Suit, Making Love and Man in Earthquake

(All the writing in this set was inspired by dreams. For more info
read 'An Explanation - 25 Dreams'.)

I beam down
a black suit
made of synthetic metal -
black metal boots,
black metal jeans,
black metal jacket and a
black metal helmet -
which I stand within.

The vertical, blue tube opens;
In its brilliant surface,
the pitiful reflection of a modern mall.
As the door slides acrossssss
I breathe my first breath
of this place.
I step out.
All power.

...

Elaborate dance.
Stirred from her dream into mine
we love in our sleep.

...

We look at our twin laptops and I adjust hers so her screen is as dark
as mine and we watch images I got from the internet news and the
authoritative bass of the newsreader describes a man being shot by
another man, both men matchstick tall, not at all clear, but what I
actually SEE is a man in a bar, running, while the bar disappears
behind him, falling away while the whole image shakes and suddenly he
changes the direction of his escape and runs towards the camera while
behind him the building turns to rubble and the folded street becomes
visible through the space where walls and glass had been, the sky
replaces the ceiling and I watch this several times before I write it
all down, knowing that this is a dream and wanting to form the best
words while the images are still sharp, so I can simply recite them
when I o p e n m y . .
.