Dungeons & DreamsPosted: January 28, 2009
I awake to
A soaked body and moist sheets
A dark room and a saturated bladder
And then I sigh in relief
While I’m still in a state of disbelief
Damn these recurring dreams
Deprive me of my sleep!
Why do I fight those I love?
And love those I despise?
Why do I see forgotten acquaintances?
And visit unfamiliar places?
These recurring dreams
Remain a mystery.
Should I seek a shrink?
Or just down, think and try make sense of it?
But why should I
Are dreams really clues to a missing link?
Or just remains of that, which we deliberately
Choose to not want to sync?
© Heath Muchena, 2009