“What we do in our dreams we also do when we are awake:
we invent and fabricate the person with whom we associate-
and immediately forget we have done so.”
We sleepwalk through the night
stepping in and out of the future like it’s presently the past
waking feeling cheated of what never was.
A third of our life
haunted by dreams
hunted by reality.
Dreaming we never dream we have the capacity
to turn around and chase the monsters back into their shadows
the alarm clock kills
come crash landing into reality
with no black box to record the final seconds before impact
just drool on the pillow
and the airplane trails fade in morning clouds
back to yesterday is the same as the day
before yesterday is the same as any day
today was yesterday tomorrow.
And you’re not reading this now
when you tell me about it tomorrow.
I knew you’d tell me you didn’t understand.