Dreams

I dreamed I put
everyone I didn't like
on C-47s
and flew them to New Mexico
at night, past the gold cities
and dropped them in the desert
where they clustered like crabs
and tore each others' claws off.

I was so happy with the result
that I left the house
like a bluebird on a sunny day.
There was no woman in Starbucks
yelling at her child
just because he was a child.
My passive-aggressive workmate
was now assertive, and also taller.

I enjoyed going out more
and everyone wanted to be with me.
I was surrounded.
By degrees I had trouble breathing.
I went home and sat
with some bad electricity in my spine.
There was something in there I didn't like
and I only had one option.

I woke with my beautiful wife next to me,
the sun on her chestnut hair
I woke to a world speckled with woe
in the pink and particulate air.