What's the Use of Dreams?
S asks that in her journal,
wondering
about the number of people
she's met already,
at 21, who have given
up on them,
or who can't meet them,
who sit in bars crying to strangers
and into their expensive beers
about the loss of them
and she makes me think
about the nature
of dreams,
how we chase them,
how we most of the time
can't even see them
clearly
(they blur and stretch,
slip and jiggle,
lie to us or
make us lie to ourselves,
dress themselves
in the fashion
of the masses, hiding
their perversity),
and how sometimes they turn
into nightmares
so we can't even
run from them
because the ground turns
to quicksand
and the faceless monster,
the dream that pursues us,
carries a gun
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