Night Brain
In dreams impossibilities are rife.
A human haunts us with his eyes, both closed
And open, both at once. A faithful wife
We left for fling and fun is there transposed
To be our mother too. The man who raped
Us as a child is kindly in abuse
In night time visions. Loathsome, he’s escaped
To numb forgiveness. Nightmares are obtuse
Behind our flickering lids. Dreams force us to
Accept stupidities like flying with
Our churning feet above the ground. The pew
We’re sitting on becomes a monolith
Of threat. Then suddenly we’re free to leap
Like gambolling lambs in amorous sleep.