DREAMING

Standing in a dream I think I know you
your motions slow without direction
speak of things in contemplation
it lends an air of conformation
in this dream do you know me too

Colors stream in bands of ten
handheld thoughts in contradiction
of the only flash of explanation
sudden events leave no sensation
of how or why or when

Images form then retrace
star routes followed to completion
as sounds revolve into rotation
and hands resolve out of mutation
clutched holding in embrace

Dawn breaks and slowly I awaken
invoked emotions clamor for attention
as memory struggles with realization
I reach for pen and paper in summation
of where my dream self has been taken

Weez April 2012