DREAMING IN THE PAGES

My pupils stare at oversized letters,

numbers

my head in a book

as a pillow

as an ally

as my love.

I am dreaming in the pages

imagining thoughts and stories

creating a life

that cannot be otherwise lived.

I am metamorphisizing

transforming utterly

from the bookworm

to the booksnake

to the bookdragon.

I am growing.

I am gaining girth.

I am monstrous and greater

than ever

in these dreams

through these pages

where I am borne free

of all that came before.