Lucid Dreaming

I think I had a lucid dream, he said

I realized I was dreaming so I worked on how to fly

I fell out of that dream into another one

where I was here in bed, and you and Heather had come home.

I think I had a lucid dream, in that

a nightmarish beligerancy vanished

with hardly any memory, no caustic

bitterness deposited around my mouth

or eyes, no nagging tension at my neck

or eyebrows.  Just a liquid sweet connection

with a languid waker from deep sleep.

who said, yeah, I was just too tired

to think straight.  I’ll listen to you next time.

OK.  I didn’t buy the nightmare.  I held out

for a better dream.  And look! At least

right in this moment, here it is.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 4, 2011