Digging out once again
from dreaming I’m
dreaming I’m

where I tread pasts
and foretell futures
embrace taboo embraces
am chased and chase
in many a circled chase

Buildings never built
I construct and walk among
and chat with father
mother and Carl Jung

New music I compose
on a Strad I heard
in concert only once
understand and speak
Spanish, French and Greek

Write direct and act the parts
in full length movies
almost every night

If you think that
in the morning I’d be tired
you’d be right