The Language of Dreams

The Language of Dreams

Floating adrift in subconscious streams,

our slumbering thoughts, awakened by sleep,

communicate, in the language of dreams.

Amygdalae shed chaotic themes:

trillions times trillions, epiphanies, deep;

floating adrift in subconscious streams.

Parallels, at infinity’s extremes,

converge, where secrets we no longer keep,

communicate, in the language of dreams.

I met there a ghost; she proffered sunbeams,

dispersed into air and caused me to weep,

floating adrift in subconscious streams.

“Here Comes Everyone!” an artist screams;

and scientists, having made a great leap,

Communicate, in the language of dreams,

with architects of immaculate schemes,

as emperors, in a blabbering heap;

floating adrift in subconscious streams;

communicate, in the language of dreams.