Did you sail across the sun?

It's fun and stupid and nostalgic when you realize what an angsty and immature poet you once were. Rummaging through old text files before an exam. Never a good idea. This is one of the relatively better ones. I'm too embarrassed to put up the others. Written in the winter of 2009, if I recall correctly.


Dreams of Mexico, dreams of Spain
Dreams of drought, dreams of rain
Dreams beyond dream's mortal sight
Dreams beyond dream's chartered flight
Dream that take forever too
Dreams that can't be dreamed anew
Dreams of fantasy, dreams of fable
Dreams of wire, dreams of cable
Dreams of mortar, brick and stone
Dreams not meant to be dreamed alone
Dreams of Freud, of Jung, of all
Dreams of derelicts and Marc Chagall
Dreams of beakers, crystals, glass
Dreams of science, of speed, of mass
Dreams of life and blood and bone
Dreams of my grandmother on the telephone
Dreams of graphs, curves, equations
Dreams of pleasure and titillations
Dreams of football, dreams of tennis
Dreams of London, Brest and Venice
Dreams of foggy, steaming streets
Dreams of spaghetti you cannot eat
Dreams of whiskey, wine and song
Dreams that cannot be held for long
Dreams of children, playful, merry
Dreams of one fresh blood-red cherry
Dreams of linen, cotton, nylon
Dreams of swinging from a rubber pylon
Dreams that don't stop and wait for you
Dreams that make you cabin crew
Dreams of warm, lost sunny days
Dreams of grass, of time and space
Dreams of Rutherford and Hawking
Dreams of romance and of stalking
Dreams of anger, wet ones too
Dreams of flushes in Waterloo
Dreams of spiders, worms and gnats
Dreams of Herge and bowler hats
Dreams of pigs and Aristotle
Dreams of skin, grey-green and mottled
Dreams of Kubrick, of Alex DeLarge
Dreams of Dufresne and Madame Defarge
Dreams of Jesus and Mary Magdalen
Dreams where Chelsea sign Paul Allen
Dreams of 9GAG and StumbleUpon
Dreams of Coke and Elton John
Dreams of knighthood and the Nobel Prize
Dreams of blue and green, mismatched eyes
Dreams of Benedict and toad-in-the-hole
Dreams of awful-smelling filet of sole
Dreams of hyphenated horoscopes
Dreams of acrid azeotropes
Dreams that rhyme and dreams that don't
Dreams that will and dreams that won't
These dreams are mine in whatever way
And in mine head only, I hope they stay.