Dream Analysis
??? And you’ll feel yourself tickled all over, and laugh at yourself to see, that you’re walking down a corridor of silver frills and fripperies, sawdust on the floor, chalk and apples. ???
It’s all a dream! You’re walking down and on a cold night, and a fresh breeze will take an odd kiss from the air.
No, no. You’re in the present, a little little oh little merry-go-round?
It’s quite late for the merry-go-round to be awake and still going.
Why are there so many woods here? And why are these old iron nails sharp?
And then this girl…
A sprig of mistletoe, hanging all the way, and then the old quack, who sounds like a lark, tells her he has to fly to the moon, but she can’t hear him, why? Did he have to go to the moon, if he was a quack?
And that bear, who only laughs when it sees the boy fighting off the woman, who snarls:
“I’m going to kill him!” Well, it’s funny to hear -- a bear laugh! He’s jumping all over him, and kicking his legs, “Here’s a man, you fool,” and for just a moment…
He’s so surprised to find himself in this small clearing…
He starts to run around and around until realizing it is all a deep dream.
How the killer in me is the killer in you my love.
All smiles /sad\ fade into dust when we realize it all -- deepest denial.
:: 08.08.2022 ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2022
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