Orcas and Whales

Severe bristled rihnoceros
fleecy cloudless swarms
Orcas and whales are floating sleepy
bruise my sky, my yellow-purple clouds
The headlines sell my name
they pick up my jewellery, my tattoos, my dress
The curls squeeze my straightened
eye lashes and kittens
The lamps grow up
along lush olive branches
and vineyards
I wake up frozen
beleaguered from soundless
moustacheless clocks
no hour has stroken
in the middle mornings.
have I been dreaming ?