A Troubled Sleep...4 Dreams I Have.
Most nights are quiet ..like a garden
Sweet
But when the moon becomes a jagged thing
Or Saturn strikes
These endless dreams ..repeat.
They loom... these opaque school exams..
That I must sit....again
They’re imminent...I know that I must learn ...
But I cannot ...
I can’t take in a single thing
I cannot do it.
It is a mountain peak ..so steep
I cannot climb it.
A block so big..I cannot overcome it.
I’m standing in the wings
I have to act
I have not learned my lines
I do not know them
I bluff...I cannot speak..
I am inadequate
Falling apart in shame..
And desolation.
A lion’s prowling ...
Round a house and in a garden
He wants to kill ...I run..I run
Garden walls
His mane is swaying
What does this mean..?
A roof...I’m sliding down a roof
I’m falling ..falling
Towards the edge.. that fatal drop
Is ever nearer.
I do not land ..the horror is suspended..
What does it mean ?
When I wake up the light comes in the window
My fear is never tangled up in sheets
I am not tossing in my bed
It all takes place within my sleep
And in my head.
Kristine Byrne 23 April 2014
(Original Draft version 5th April...2011..)
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