Dream after dream

I wake the same

Having dreamt beyond imagery

I feel the ice-cold chlorine

Surround me I push-swim

Wash over a massive pool

The richest blue

The most refreshing

I wake the same

Dream after dream

I crave

I long

I pine

The freshest fruit

The others are plane trips

Above water beyond our land

Places I learn about where

People I know live

Yet I am not convinced


Until this realm I walk

And I am a sacred tiger

Curious and accepting

Just as apocalypse dresses up

My prophetic eyelids flutter

And I pinch myself

Awake before it hits

Nuclear holocaust mist

Raining I move away from it

But I provide sentiment

Return with emojis

Of mushroom clouds.