some people have repeated dreams
that they’re flying
or falling or
being smothered to death
you know what i dream about?
that my teeth are falling out
but that’s not always the topic —
once i dreamed that a guy
proposed to me in our church basement
with a borders gift card
instead of a ring
i dreamed about something so beautiful
that it hurt, and the memory of
emotion remained with me
even after waking, although i’d
forgotten the actual dream
i’ve wondered whether it’s possible
to dream in black and white
mine are always alice-in-wonderland
bright and vivid and surreal
even the darkest of nightmares
and this is what makes them
so frightening
i think i’ve glimpsed the future
but i’m not going to put stock
in this fantastic wasteland
for so sometimes i consider the
isle of dreams — if they all came
true i’m afraid the glorious visions
would be far outweighed by the
ghastly nightmares spun by tricksters
but —
somewhere in dreamland lies truth
or so i’ve heard
how much and how often
is debatable
i hope yours come true
