The Mind is Pieces

Here and the following.
Another statement and another dream.
How do clauses 
   connect?

Fragment life is a strife life
and there is not another 
          way.

An island Mediterranean 
         dream
which resolves to a lake
no wind
dissolves 
to a muskrat
                     and geese.

Sunrise, well after
         dawn.

A crowded place, almost,
        time is crispy.

Crackling window pain,
                glass mind
shattered thoughts.