flash before the eyes

what do we find in a dream

that we can count on?

what thoughts do we think we

had, during a time of

unconsciousness

which cannot be

verified?

for the waking moments are only

flashes before the eyes.

like an eager student from times before

the lil’ screens,

with pen & pad in hand,

as Freud aside his very first (uncomfortable)

couch,

we sit waiting to remember,

what, alas,

we have just forgotten.

can’t put a name on the faces of the

desired in the realm until

the waking breaths that utter

memoria

of whomever pops into our

heads---

and though we lay down with darker

thoughts,

than we may in fact wake up

amidst,

still,

there is no way to account for

the specific tricks that our very own brains

play on us.