AprilPoWriMo 20

Falling over boxes in the basement
placed strategically badly in my dreams
where all the stuff seems to accumulate
in anticipation of later points
heretofore unforeseen for a short time
wait awhile until the next dream appears
what other synapse will my unconscious
choose to pursue to no immediate
avail except the true recognition
the mind seems to live without consciousness
grasping onto what might be familiar
for awhile until it is forgotten
only to bring it back for a moment
you are not even awake to know it

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher