Paper Dreams
I had a really interesting dream last night
Too bad I can't remember what it was
But anyhow I do recall the last part
A heavy-looking, green shape falling, and a sound with that
I can recall absurdities that happened to me there
I was thirty at a time, and then only fifteen
And in the dream, I realized I had lived before
And when I realized that, I changed the way it was
That was all I remember from the dream
But this morning in the bus, I cannot forget,
A school bag behind me was sitting on a tire
The heavy-looking, green bag fell down with a clat
I had thought about it all day long
That was exactly the thing I had seen before
I had eaten, I had slept, I had all myself well-kept
No daydream possible, no mind trick at all
Why could I have seen that thing in a dream before?
Especially in a dream that made no sense at all?
If dreams do really know the future,
Why is it that I could change my dream just as I wished?
Did I change my life when dreaming last night?
Or was it simply a brief oversight?
Too bad you can't edit your dreams while awake
If they make the future, t'would be useful
I know it has happened to many people before
But this is my first time I have seen it whole
It fills me with fear, dread, and desire
To know more about dreams, and try not to dream
Dreams are malleable, I know that already
Inside one you can change it all you want
And when you just least expect it,
A reflection of it comes and makes itself real
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