Thoughts…more coherent at night

by vincy

Posted to Utterances on 2001-10-29 08:41:00

Parent message is 49874
your inquiries into the dream world …
might make the following poem palatable.


LUCID DREAMER


Dare I ask from a sleeping self
who and what to dream about?
Dare I dream first
wondering all along
why whoever is there
won’t stop touching me
to fit them
to serve them.
Why whoever is in there
wont let me be!
I have sacrificed
my earthly posessions
for the gift of the sight
of their charred aftermath.
Layers and layers
of memory traces
in my faces
my visions are squandered
washed against
remote corners of the mind
where the faintest ideas
gather and season
longing to be set free
from the grasp of reason.
Dare I ask this lucid dreamer
if he can spare the will to change?
With this poem I move into a space
where I can not be touched
With this gesture
I move into a pasture
where I can not be
bothered.