by Carlos Quinteros III


Planted mines hidden

underneath memories

blasting fragments 

of the subconscious

onto the psyche’s surface

resurrecting the dead and

allowing the suppressed to speak.


Futures lived-in 

ageless bodies

pushing the boundaries of physics

dying without disappearing 

where lifetimes happen

in the span of hours.


haunting daylight

running reality into 

the darkness of doubt–

pitting Heart against Brain

on the edge of pillows–


until the Sandman

drops me onto the night



where spiders roam

away from their webs.

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