Gary Beck spent most of his life as a theater director. He has 11 published chapbooks, 10 published poetry collections, 5 more accepted for publication. He has 3 novels and 1 accepted for publication. 2 short story collections and 1 accepted for publication. He lives in NYC. Recurrent Dream I sleep a tortured sleep and do not dream sweet dreams, possessed by fear and anger Inimical forces pursue me. I flee in terror, captive of apprehensions as monsters of imagining draw closer as I run, but cannot escape the imminent doom. Sweat pours off me, my body twitches, trembles and just before capture conscious recognition of emotional peril compels me awake, once again rescued from my tormented self. Curfew Time flows an elastic current invisible inexorable, freezes, melts, thaws, measured by mankind to order events, counting the days that pass faster until the clock stops. Closed Doors Children grow up in the projects with the same dreams as advantaged youth, punctuated by tv offerings of goods and services they will not possess. But desire fuels the appetite for material things only acquired by crime, sports, education, never enough opportunity to sate more than a few. Instructions Pre-school children walk down the street tethered together adults holding the leash controlling their wards like domestic animals linked together to protect the herd, reminding us we are akin despite all efforts to be different from other creatures. Intermezzo I sit in the plaza at lunchtime watching the workers, tourists constrained by time, snatching a few moments of idling engines before resuming pursuit of the dollar, pursuit of the bargain.
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