“Knot the tie and go to work, unknot the tie and go to sleep. I sleep. I dream. I wake. I sing. I get out the hammer and start knocking in the wooden pegs that affix the meaning to the landscape, the inner life to the body, the names to the things. I float too much to wander, like you, in the real world. I envy it but that’s the dealio—you’re a train and I’m a trainstation and when I try to guess your trajectory I end up telling my own story.” WorldTryingRealEndsStoriesDreamBodyNamesMy OwnSleepToo MuchLike YouTrainEnvyWanderLandscapeTiesReal WorldFloatsHammersGoing To SleepInner LifeKnockingKnotsTrajectoryPeg Author:Richard Siken
“I sleep. I dream. I make up things that I would never say. I say them very quietly.” DreamSleep Author:Richard Siken
“You are playing cards with three Jeffs. One is your father, one is your brother, and the other is your current boyfriend. All of them have seen you naked and heard you talking in your sleep. Your boyfriend Jeff gets up to answer the phone. To them he is a mirror, but to you he is a room.” ThreeFatherSleepAnswersRoomsTalkingHeardBrotherMirrorsPhonesCurrentsNakedCardsGet UpYour BrotherYour BoyfriendPlaying Cards Author:Richard Siken
“Actually, you said Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. It’s like a religion. It’s terrifying. No one will ever want to sleep with you.” WantSaidSleepUsualRomantic LoveWant To Sleep Author:Richard Siken
“I wanted to be wanted and he was very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving. You could drown in those eyes, I said, so it’s summer, so it’s suicide, so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.” SaidEyeWantedBeautifulMovingFeltSleepStruggleSummerSuicideBottomHis EyesPoolHelplessVery Beautiful Author:Richard Siken
