Jan 2018
A while back
I had a dream.
Nothing like King’s Dream.
I don’t remember why.
Maybe I was angry.
But I didn’t regret it.
I was the cause
Of a car wreck
On a bridge
At 60 miles per hour.
There were no fatalities.
But I was frustrated
Even after the crash
When the car finally stopped.
Was I frustrated that it happened?
Or was I frustrated
That I couldn’t make it worse?
I had a dream.
Nothing like King’s Dream.
I don’t remember why.
Maybe I was angry.
But I didn’t regret it.
I was the cause
Of a car wreck
On a bridge
At 60 miles per hour.
There were no fatalities.
But I was frustrated
Even after the crash
When the car finally stopped.
Was I frustrated that it happened?
Or was I frustrated
That I couldn’t make it worse?
Some dreams don’t fade. I still remember it in clear detail. But I don’t know why. Why I remember it. Why I felt angry. Why I didn’t regret anything. Why I was frustrated.
Maybe I’m not the only one.
Maybe I’m not the only one.
