a dream’s a stream to clean the brain
flushing the sludge of boredom and pain
a hurting ghost, a gash from the past –
give it to the river, let it not last
mind fulla shit, gotta pinch a big mamba
turn it into compost, it’s last week’s drama
to sleep, he says, perchance to dream,
to creak and crumble like an old timey meme