TWO DREAMS
I
I had carved the facade
of a fabulous building and
I the master stone mason
well pleased with my effort
imagined completion
until in the evening
they brought in my brother
a brat amongst helpers
who readily hindered
and slandered me loudly
till I grew impatient
my vision now cheapened
my temper now boiled
as brothers we fought
but they preferred him
and his minor works
till mad with disgust I
threw down his stones and
they were astonished but
would not concede
his fashion was vulgar
had spoiled the temple
so cursing the lord
my pride yet intact
'genst flesh of my own
I desperately fought
though
I knew they were right
II
I stood on a ship
but it sank and
there were three ships
which had all sunk
and I was responsible
for finding and feeding
the floating survivors
with thin green chowder
and the fellows of one ship
we discovered were pirates
after they pulled us aboard
their strong wooden raft
but we found a new ship
a beautiful tall ship
envied by pirates
sea worthy to boot and
oh how they wanted it
so we layed up a plan
a cliché of plans
but
there was a girl
a cliché of girls
stood on good legs
about her were bunks
velvet red curtains
and out to the deck
a rough wooden step
moaning on the green sea
middle of the green night
I pretended not to notice
her
but they knew that I had noticed
her
then came warnings of a struggle
she
moved toward the wooden step
pale legs upon that wooden step
I followed without my mind and
brought her down
upon that wooden step
'neath moon and bliss
'mong panic and tears
growing now frantic
too loud and too violent
till a climax of sorts
was capped with her laughing
it be not you, you fool, not you!
she merely implied
you are not a hero here!
which I did not believe
though
I knew she was right
