Wheel and Deal

Mon, 01 Oct 2018 02:07:01 GMT

I dreamed that I needed a wheelchair,
For reasons I never quite learned.
At first I was not very bothered,
But soon I was rightly concerned.

I wanted to exit the building,
Which meant going down a few floors.
The ramp that I found was restricted,
Blocked off by some strong metal doors.

A button that caused them to open
Was set in a faraway wall.
They closed long before I could reach them.
What good would this do me at all?

When searching revealed only stairways,
I turned to a stranger for aid.
The look on his face was uncertain.
Perhaps he would want to be paid.

I’ll never find out; the dream ended.
I hope that it never comes true.
My sleeping mind sure is a cynic
In terms of what people will do.

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Biology Class Comes Later

Mon, 06 Nov 2017 04:14:30 GMT

One of the dreams we’re most likely to have
Involves going to school in the buff—
Or should I say already being at school?
Well, whichever, it’s ludicrous stuff.

You’d have to be more than a little asleep
Not to notice before you arrived.
That’s not just forgetful; that’s practically numb
And peripheral vision-deprived,

And surely some others would see you in time
And react in an audible way,
Unless they’re as drowsy as you must have been
When you left the house nude as a jay.

(It happens that I had this dream at age seven,
Wherein I stood up on a chair
To announce to the class what they surely could see:
That my body was totally bare.)

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