No blood flow to my head
Drowsiness just a way of life
But here comes a thought
That I wish to write about
My dreams are acted out
Like a collage of movie scenes
A dream montage

Keeping my head up
Pretty much impossible
What was that I was dreaming again?
So much like life inside
When my head plays it out
Then I forget so much back here

Dreams can be such a place
Where the rules of nature
Need not apply in any way
Words can be so clumsy
In dream things can be
So much more clearly stated

2004 / Revision 2022-01-16