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Dreams 2022

Dream 1
(1/1/2022)


I am
walking
down
a street

multimeter
in one hand

leads
in the other

I am
stopping
passersby

touching
them
with the red

the black
probes

taking a
reading
from the LED
display

and telling
the numbers
to my ex-wife’s
son
who follows
me

writing
the results
in a notebook

the people
say nothing

apparently
unconcerned
at being
probed
by a stranger

my former
stepson
mentions
that some
of the figures
seem high

seem low

I look
at him
realizing
that he
is right

but not wanting
to detain anyone
any longer
than necessary
to recheck

I tell him
to put
down
the closest
in tolerance
values

wondering
what the point
of this exercise
might even be

~

I find
myself
driving

alone
along
a highway

looking
for the next
road sign
to tell me
where
I am going