by Gail M Feldman

Created on: October 14, 2010

What was I dreaming?
Oh, there was an escalator in it... no,
that was a few nights ago.  Sometimes
I don't want to wake up,
even from a nightmare,
until I find out what will happen next;
I must know!  I must know!
It slips away so fast, unknowable.
It won't happen; I woke up
too soon.
What was I dreaming?
Oh, there was a man chasing me in it... no,
that wasn't real-me, that was dream-me.
I like dream-me better,
even in a nightmare,
but I can't know what will happen next.
Why can't I?  Why can't I?
My waking life is hard, undoable.
I must sleep now, go back to
that dream....

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