名人诗歌|I Might Have Dreamed This

by Kirsten Dierking

For a short time after

the rape^{1， I found I could}

move things. Energy birds

swarmed^{2 from my brain.}

With a witch's sense

of abandoned physics，

I set dolls rolling.

Back and forth^{3. Like a}

breathing sound.

Using only my night-powered

eyes， I pushed the lamp

to the dresser's edge.

I buried the mirrors

in avalanches^{4 of freshly}

laundered^{5 underpants.}

I never slept.

I did all these things

lying down.