Dreams By Darren Sant

A wavery image flutters before a bleary eye, You reach for it, In vain you try to make sense of the image, Freud & Jung laugh at your attempts, Does it bode well for the future? Will you awake in a cold sweat?

A screeching eagle flashes silently by, A golden brick follows before exploding, You scrabble for the pieces, A naked nun smiles and stops you, Her heavy breasts become roses.

The ground opens beneath you, You fall forever as you hum light my fire, Suddenly underwater a shark grins at you, It suggests investing in commodities, Michael Stipe eats it whole, He wants to talk about the passion.

Felicity Kendal takes you to the moon, A cartoon cat hands you a wedding ring, You watch in disbelief as it rains nodding dogs, Your subconscious holds the key, You awake recalling little, Freud's words echo in your head Weird Fucker © 2005 Darren Sant

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