A Good Sleep
You and I sure can dream.
We dream with eyes closed
listening to the words of the waves
laying on a beach in Costa Rica.
Driving around dreaming
of small towns deep in Mexico
where gringos dare not go.
We dream of good sleep and long love.
We dream while staring at fat gray clouds
over green mountains
or sitting across from each other
at a breakfast date
of strong coffee
and sweet cinnamon rolls
where, at least one of us,
dreams for a kiss
while the other
dreams of longer smiles
and an unburdened life.
Sometimes we dream together,
well, not together, as in the exact same dream
but where we are tangled up with one another
in sheets or silence.
These dreams keep us awake wondering,
looking at maps, reading books
and researching other places and possibilities
with other people.
Maybe someday we will dream
in the same direction.
Then we can finally
place our heads on one another
and sleep well.
Horror Sleaze Trash 