We are not going to start at the end
after the dreams
have sorted everything out
all the raw ideas
turned soft in the night
enormous things diminished
red things pinked
all the doors that were open
closed one by one
most of the monsters sealed inside.
I could be a savage little thing in a dream
and not worry about harm or consequences
agile enough to escape our little traps
even if I’m forced to turn alone
and face the larger creatures that attacked us.
Eventually I’ll sense the surface tension
between sleep and waking, breaking.
No we are going to start
before all that, when we were tired
but fighting sleep to make the day
last just a little longer.
Yes, lets start there.
Judith A. Sears
©07/14/2018
yes my dreams are weird and fascinating
