Dreaming

'To sleep perchance to dream'.

That’s what he said.

Sounds so gentle,

but there’s a rub,

a rough edge to this sleepy escape

that would see me float away

sending me spinning,

out of control

tumbling,

raging,

spiralling,

crashing

to an indeterminate end.

So perhaps it’s daytime dreaming 

that has the edge

to smoothly move me

from one place to another.

In wakeful dreams

I can determine the beginning,

at least,

and invite the participants.

Sometimes

they may act out an old story

with a predictable end.

Sometimes 

I can write a new story

and then

bring it to life.

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