Dreams

Asleep I wake

Flickering images

Strands of light

Play out in the thickets of my mind

People I know

Doing things I do not know

Actors in surreal silence

Miming stories I do not understand

These phantoms,

Are they just

The cataloguing of overwrought mind

Into dewy system of forgetfulness

Or do these apparitions speak

The silent language of inner mind

When consciousness into

Slumber slips

Awake, I wake

Memory in hazy confabulation

And in the silence of blurred consciousness

I wonder, did I

Dreaming sleep or

In my sleep dream

Or is my life a dream

In someone else’s sleep