After a restless night of back-to-back dreams and nightmares, this came out this morning:
THE THING WITH DREAMS
It glimmered.
A twinkling eye-sparkle of an idea
Conceived at a random moment
Perceived in a random bypath
Born of inspiration?
Bearing investigation?
It glimmered, and was gone.
That's the thing with dreams … momentary
That's the thing with dreams … fragmentary
That's the thing with dreams … temporary
That's the thing with dreams … illusory
It shimmered.
A millions glints of light
On a breeze-swept lake
Continuous split seconds
Was it here?
Was it there?
It shimmered, nothing more.
That's the thing with dreams … momentary
That's the thing with dreams … fragmentary
That's the thing with dreams … temporary
That's the thing with dreams … illusory
It whimpered.
A purposeless aspiration
From a listless futile void
Drowned in agonized noise
Did it matter?
Will it matter?
It whimpered, and it won't.
That's the thing with dreams … momentary
That's the thing with dreams … fragmentary
That's the thing with dreams … temporary
That's the thing with dreams … illusory