my grain dream

I fall off briefly, dream
of walking to the kitchen
pulling a fillet knife from the drawer
heating it on the cooktop until it's red 
pointing it into the inner corner of my eye
and working it deep back into what matters
cutting and cauterizing only the parts that hurt
then making a quick trip to the medicine cabinet
for rubbing alcohol
pour it into the cut 
and sanitize the wound
it will hurt like hell for a while
until I wake up and find more Tequila. 

-dp-
7-11-14