A Dream of Higher Powers

The other night Visiting in a dream a foreign land We waited in expectation The arrival of a group of alien dignitaries Somehow involved in guiding the culture. When they approached across the sound In a dark and rough hand-hewn canoe I ran out to take pictures Only to find a half dozen or so headless chickens Standing patiently in their effortlessly gliding craft. Superior alien advisors in the form Of small dark brown headless chickens, Baffling for sure, And frustrating when I couldn’t get any pictures… A sure sign of dreaming or just a block by aliens. Yet the humor of the moment didn’t escape me As I turned to tell another baffled guy To look up Mike The Headless Chicken A real thing that survived almost two years With only a brainstem. Which provides some clue I guess To the symbol of superior beings without heads And thus complicating brains Dark and primitive in their dugout And yet still, within the absurdity of it all, superior. (11/20/24)