the body awakens
once more
without the mind’s
consent
It’s evening
Slept through the whole
day
and another night
of staying alive
stretches ahead
more hours of
wondering
when will it end,
when will it all be over
already
Uh, not the time to get
out of bed yet.
Better sit and think
about the dream
the dream of a black
dog
locked in a big room
full of mannequins
that stare at him
and some
of them point
with their rigid arms
The dog shows his
fangs and
starts tearing them apart
one by one
until not a single
stupid mannequin is left on
its rigid feet
then everything feels
better
the room lightens
up
It’s been the best
goddamn dream in
a long, long while
Dogs deserve their revenge
upon the world
Even if it’s just a dream
You can’t meet in
dreams
characters that you haven’t
met in real life
first
The mannequins then…
they were all
there, weren’t they?
In real life
they were around the dog’s
head
as it stuck out from
the bag
and cried at the darkening
skies
Their rigid hands buried
the dog
in the bag
in a shallow grave
but let the head out
then their rigid feet
marched closer,
pushing the
lawnmower towards the
head
their own heads
thought of nothing
as they did it
cared nothing for the child
watching them
Mannequins don’t hear
cries
and don’t know how to
reply to them
They are so
fucking
rigid
always so
rigid
It’s because they live with
no meaning,
no purpose
Oh, it’s becoming harder
and harder
to keep away from
becoming one of them
lately
Better go back
to sleep
for now
If possible
-BOGDAN DRAGOS
Bogdan Dragos supervises casinos for a gambling company, working twelve-hour shifts locked in a dark office full of TV monitors. There he mostly daydreams and writes poems and stories. He also manages a poetry blog Daydreaming as a profession.
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Bogdan’s poems are usually open to personal interpretation. His words are gusty winds of emotions, memories, actions, and terrifying consequences. As he mentions, dreams (or nightmares) mirror realities that have often been submerged in the subconscious mind. These mannequins have definitely lost their minds and that poor dog had to pay with its subduable innocence. Maybe going back to sleep is the best option.
Congratulations Bogdan!
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(ノ ￣ ω￣)ノ Thank you!
Yes, going back to sleep is often the portal out of a nightmare :))
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Bogdan, good work……. and no sleep, no shallow graves ! JUST POETRY ! If we write hard…we must harder !
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(๑•̤́ᗜ•̤́) Thank you!
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Sleep breaks for some reason only when the body is tired and needs rest. The character in the poem realizes this and feels good going back to sleep, It is better to sleep without thinking about the dream.
It’s my opinion, Bogdan (✷‿✷)
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(● ・ω・)b Great advice, Jane! Thank you 🙂
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(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡ most welcome, Bogdan 🙂
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Fantastic imagery!
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ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ Thank you!
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(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡ most welcome, Bogdan 😃
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Creepy and uncomfortable, I like it.
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Thanks! 🙂
Those are my favorite as well ◉‿◉
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Woof……
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(人◕ω◕) Thank you very much, Jonathan!
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This is great.I like the dark, bizarre things you come up with.
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(งᗒᴥᗕ)ง Thanks!!
Very much appreciated! 🙂
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Dragos I don’t know how I missed this post. What a great piece filled with emotion and many thoughts, very disturbing but very interesting. I guess I can’t help but wonder if you see the same people going through the same routines every night at the casino and that they appear like mannequins. The routine of life can be depressing if you have a rigid schedule and you have to physically go to work. We all have habits that we get use to. Great piece a big congratulations my friend. PS I hope you are not having this horrific dream. Blessings Dragos!
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( つ✧◡✧)つ Thank you, Joni!
Indeed, quite a lot of things are happening exactly the same every night or day at the casino, and people do tend to appear like mannequins.
But while observing them from a distance you can’t help but notice that it’s the kind of scenario where a thing (in this case the mannequin) is worn down by repeated action in time. And one day… it all breaks down…
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It must be great therapy to write about what you see. I was thinking this while I was reading it out loud to my husband and he too, said he suspected that might be where the creativity came from. You are a household name in our home because it is such a cool name but also because we both enjoy your work so much. I am sure you have seen some sad things for sure. Blessings my friend and again, great writing. 🦋🌹
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Wow! Thank you so much!!
This feels so good to know 🙂
It’s also true that writing is very much a way to find meaning in the everyday life, and of course, a form of therapy 🙂
Blessings and hugs ヘ(^‿^ヘ)
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You are most welcome Dragos, it is wonderful to read you and I am not the only one to think so, your writing is different but has so much to say. I am grateful that Terveen gives all of her writers lots of creative space. PS love those emojis – Have a great week, I hope that you see someone who dazzles your senses by acting completely different then everyone else and you are taken back! (Can’t wait to read that piece) Hugs and love, Joni
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