| In and Out |
I dreamt last night that I was doing all these living things.
When I woke up, it took me a few moments to consider
if I had actually done the things that I thought I had done
while I was asleep and dreaming during the night and morning.
As I brewed fresh Columbian Coffee I pondered my dreams.
As the coffee dripped and it’s aroma kicked in the wake up
process I went to the door and hesitated to make sure that
no dog walkers or exercisers would see me get the paper in the kind of attire that I
threw together at 2:00 PM not thinking about the morning.
The stuff in the paper I read as the Columbian began to take hold, I
thought, was stranger than most of my dreams so I skipped over them
fast until I could grasp that I was really awake and not dreaming about
reading about weird shit happening; mostly weirder then the things
I try to make up in my own mind when I’m trying hard to make up weird shit, too.
Second to strong coffee, a shower is the next best way to make myself know that
I’m not dreaming anymore; but some strong dreams stay with me even in the
shower so I can be going in and out of two worlds and using a bar of soap, too.
On the drive to work I see many trees and leaves changing colors and I
see the bay and the sky is always different, like dreams are always different.
Being awake and seeing all these colors and changes and different things popping in
and out of my vision is kind of dream like. I saw and did all these living things today and
I wondered if I was dreaming them; or did it matter.
Michael Domino
Long Island , NY
September 18, 2007
When I woke up, it took me a few moments to consider
if I had actually done the things that I thought I had done
while I was asleep and dreaming during the night and morning.
As I brewed fresh Columbian Coffee I pondered my dreams.
As the coffee dripped and it’s aroma kicked in the wake up
process I went to the door and hesitated to make sure that
no dog walkers or exercisers would see me get the paper in the kind of attire that I
threw together at 2:00 PM not thinking about the morning.
The stuff in the paper I read as the Columbian began to take hold, I
thought, was stranger than most of my dreams so I skipped over them
fast until I could grasp that I was really awake and not dreaming about
reading about weird shit happening; mostly weirder then the things
I try to make up in my own mind when I’m trying hard to make up weird shit, too.
Second to strong coffee, a shower is the next best way to make myself know that
I’m not dreaming anymore; but some strong dreams stay with me even in the
shower so I can be going in and out of two worlds and using a bar of soap, too.
On the drive to work I see many trees and leaves changing colors and I
see the bay and the sky is always different, like dreams are always different.
Being awake and seeing all these colors and changes and different things popping in
and out of my vision is kind of dream like. I saw and did all these living things today and
I wondered if I was dreaming them; or did it matter.
Michael Domino
Long Island , NY
September 18, 2007
© 2007 by Michael Domino
by Michael Domino
