Next

I've been dreaming in full

living color

lately

i dreamed of a beauty mark,

yes,

a slight mole

on a beautiful woman's upper lip

next night i saw

a woman with a beauty mark

on her beautiful upper lip

on the t.v. screen

i saw a bill board sign the next day,

along a well known freeway

with the name louis on it in bold,

a few minutes later

while still driving

a real louis

called me

i had a premonition

the next day,

about my 13 year old dog

had to do with her health

and yes,

within the next days

following

she died

on our last trip together

we were far from home

at the same place

i met a navy man

he flew fighter jets

and military helicopters

cool man

trying to find himself

on the road

got home the next day

the t.v. shows a navy fighter pilot

looking alot like the acquaintance

been thinking alot

about mortality

short lifespan

the quickness

of the passage of time

yesterday,

before the next days came,

i pondered,

when i was young

all my loved ones once here

now gone

i'm next

i've had the prophetic

of the modern prophets,

dreams and outcomes

come to pass

signs and leads from God

affecting me

i realize

i live in an alternate

state of mind

i know many things

with not enough words to define

them

and no one to listen to me

about them

and if they did listen

they would appear to hear

they would feign,

but not understand

nor care

i remain silent

stoic

working the motions

holding my spiritual breath

invisibly,

crawling out of my tormented skin

enduring the mundane

the stupefying outcomes

of what i know

will come next

regarding human behavior

i've seen beginnings

but no ends

ends

but no beginnings

i've seen beauty beyond description

in nature

and all of creation

within my utterly limited boundaries

of observation,

wildlife and humans

with predictable repetitious endings

with seeming new

non ending repetitions

always ending

hard on my heart all this

a torment to my mind

knowing the truth is not enough

i thirst

i hunger

and invisibly cry

with mostly a deadpan look

worn on my face

all of us are running here and there

with seeming short lived objectives

non lasting fruit

next days have come

so i went to see,

carol king,

a theatre play

an unexpected friend

of a friend

named carol attended with us

another next day came

it later brought my dog's death

by stroke

as in aneurism

next night

i too

exhibited

unexpected

similar symptoms

stumbled about

having risen from bed

near mid night,

losing equilibrium

with headaches

for the next three days

following . . .

thought i was next

like my beloved dog,

but somehow,

it seemed,

four shots of jameson

y'know

the whiskey,

cured me

in the theatre,

while watching

with the carols