I saw him zip by
in a dark alley
in a charcoal dream
not running from
but to...?

I walked, however one walks
in an alley in a morning dream
and he began chasing me
“Mama” coming from his lips

I ran
and he followed
closing in on me
with a silent dog by his side

What did I have to fear
from this scurrying simian?
save being a mother
a dream denied by my…
genitalia

Freud wrote reams
on the interpretation of dreams
and perhaps now
I am ready to read
what the master dreamed

For one has no cause
to run from small monkeys
unless…
they are moaning for a mother
one could never be

And does my own son ever feel so alone?
was it he that we left in some dark place?
running with mute dogs
and crying out for the cord
meant to tether him
to this spinning world