Upstream of a bad dream and you know you’re going downstream,
you take all the knocks clinging on to the rocks
when you know that letting go is the end,
did you ever notice how your body seems to bend in the water?
It’s strange how your mind ranges
even stranger when you’re in danger.
and then you float
that no one will read
and you cede to the dream.
© 2017, John Smallshaw.