Dream sleep

In the beginning were the dreams
and the dreams woke the sleep
the dreams were the sleep
and it was without form and void
there was day and there was night
dream sleep


persistent shapes, faces
places design washing mind
travel
travel


trees concrete
the lake inside
that pole
give me a call
the mind shines
dreams


a piano on the tree
porches
waits to be played
keys up, wired
inside drifting chairs strike up a tune


it's a little lonely when the stars are out
they believe in string theory
twinkling below


the branches there is a freeway
to the lake
follow that pull each leaf flutters
birds chariot
beyond know you go
that time slip


you call
dream sleep
a can strings
you answer


denis streeter    5/12/16