Dream

lithium sleek I play in sleep
over unminded children blow
aid them in their grateful leap
bait the hook and know

a red blood meal lies ahead
only grown for the long wait
kept dark and human-fed
grief and pride will fill my plate

on a table built of appetite
I serve a starving pest
unaware it chews their light
all the wonder they confessed

I will catch them on my line
and spear them with hope's serrated tine