NaPoWriMo, Day 4

I followed the NaPoWriMo prompt today (loosely) to generate a poem about dream imagery.  I feel like I may have to do several takes of this, because 1) my dreams are usually REALLY strange, and 2) I have several recurring themes in my dreams and have had them for years.  This encompasses a couple that I’ve had several times.

 

DREAM SEQUENCE

first I am aware

of existing

 

then I notice

the doors flung wide

 

so I sidle up

to the threshold

 

and call out

to my volleyball coach

 

from high school

who says

 

no water breaks

and when I protest

 

my teeth fall out

painlessly

 

into my hands

and I look at them

 

with scientific curiosity

not unlike

 

I examine the feeling

of existing

 

that started this whole thing

and the sense

 

that the doorway

does not lead

 

anywhere I wish

to go