Another dream last night...
Telling of my soul so much.
Things I can't solidly explain.
Hotels and residences,
Monkeys, and planes, and his book,
Someone else studying;
Why am I always washing dishes?
Images seeming random,
Actions really strange,
Do I let the monkey in the window - stop fighting -
Do I get on a plane?
Are my dreams history?
Are they foretelling: To Come?
Or am I over-analysing again,
From whence - and why - does the repetition come?
Lord, one thing, please...
Please may I just stop washing dishes
Can't everything just come clean?
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