My shrink said “lucid dreaming” tames
recurring nightmares. What the bleep —
it’s worth a try, like counting sheep.
And as I gave my monsters names,
the unknown landscape backed off, blurred,
I soared across the Seven Seas,
flew past the rising Pleiades,
pulled into port and slept.
pulled into port and slept. A word,
however, of advice: beware.
Though humdrum dreams may come to lull
the simmering inside your skull,
it’s merely a device. The bear,
the bug, bamboozled, may revive,
sniff out the ruse. Eat you alive.