A Dream Encounter (Randyjw; October 30, 2018)
I’m taking us back into retreat
to the hideout, where I found you
in my dreams
Where you slipped beneath the
coils of the bedsprings
And the sleep-sofa cushions
were your impregnable fortresses’ walls
and its ceilings, with seams
Needing a refuge in defense of
the patronage of adults
their silly questioning and our
requisite performing,
like monkeys in a ring,
well-meant intent
yet keeping on to prolong our intrinsic suffering
Awake, these many days onward
and jumping in to join you
to wave a gauzy white banner
of surrender
with which to wrap us, immobile
and dampen our senses
Pretend to numbness
while reveling in a cocoon
of pure whiteness and stillness
The onslaught is tough, my friend
It attacks us on both ends,
from without and within
You grab my hand and have brought a friend
hurtling along before I can quite react or think things through to the end
It hadn’t gone as I had thought and it had not been as it seems
but I don’t know if it’s just the devil in my thoughts
or an actual one that turned up in my dreams
My life on the outside has suddenly plummeted rather steeply
At the moment, I’m muffling us in muted suspension
til we can unravel our protective coverings and take to discovering things more deeply