TOP FORTY DREAMS

the radio is re-playing

last night's dreams:

here a dark nightmare,

there, an abstract montage.

the radio is re-playing

last night's reams

when you least expect it:

the illusions of your

mind, the vivid reds, 

the warmest blues,

and the deepest greens

of your subconscious

come out of the speakers

and are transformed

into notes

that dance around you.

They are sounds now,

not images,

and they have come from

two places:

first, the good inside you,

way, way deep inside there,

where you are so vulnerable

the walls are built

before the reaching out

and two, 

the more sinister

realms 

way, way deep down there,

so deep down you don't 

even like to look yourself.