Dream Control Dream Control
Dream Control we have another one
Which planet? Self Dickens
You have to be kidding!
Sorry but we are serious
Eye roll. I might as well stay down there.
Don’t tell me it is
Yes it is.
And so we are off
To reassure another Earthling 2146.
Dream Control Dream Control
Begged for nightly so we go
Dream Control Dream Control
In charge of every planet below
Dream Control Dream Control
Our work is never done. We know.
My partner yanks on my golden cord to let me know she hears my thoughts
I am not supposed to be thinking negatively, so I quickly reverse.
Twenty-one hundred and forty-six is tossing around in bed covers.
Left leg and arm are flailing.
I crouch beside her and began whispering good thoughts
She is not having it, flopping as a catfish who is being caught.
I tune in on her dream. Her female parent has died.
Only a dream, I whisper. My whisper is gentle as rain.
She settles down a bit. I tuck her into her covers.
She is an adorable girl, angelic actually. About six Earth years.
Can I come back now? I telepathize to my mate.
Better stay a bit longer, she says. It’s a long ride back.
Dream Control Dream Control
Begged for nightly so we go
Dream Control Dream Control
In charge of every planet below
Dream Control Dream Control
Our work is never done. We know.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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