Something weird

Abstract translations of the subconscious Enter REM Cycle, the freak show begins A circus of flying objects, crawling beasts, dirty toilets, snotty highbrows Swirling around me, as I attempt to run, Why was the goose caged, why does it escape? Why are the monitor lizards devouring snakes? As I watch in horror Why are there always toilets that make me cringe? A condescending intellectual jerk, Popping in now and then? Run for my life Flummoxed, bemused, flustered, terrified Intimidated, inhibited, desperate- Wake up, WAKE UP WAKE UP! Beads of sweat trickle as light enters the retina What a wacko mind Giving me the heebie-jeebies as I snooze Reality is sweeter- But is it really?