2018 / poetry / author
ROBERT OKAJI
DICTIONARY OF DREAMS
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You do not know their secret names.
Mine is the music of metal and wood.
Human voices behind walls.
Trapped in reds, in chiseled words.
And silence. Always silence.
Or the filtered woodwinds at dawn.
How to describe her body?
The quickness of night. Year's demise.
A family of ghosts hidden in these halls.