The dreams promised me that they would go alphabetical by Christmas.
Each time I had them, they were in random order. No rhyme nor reason to them. Even the subject matters didn't follow on, but became the ultimate non-sequiturs to each other, going in all directions through various tangents, repetitions and, at best, deja-vu's. I lost patience with them and threatened not to go to sleep. They, in turn, threatened to introduce me to a monster far more fearful than I could possibly imagine when I eventually did go to sleep, as I must.
As indeed I must have done.
Still, they had promised to go alphabetical by Christmas, which would at least give me some handle on the recurring dreams that constitute a lifetime.
But what letter of the alphabet does a dreamer (somebody sufficiently monstrous to be utterly unrecognisable and indescribable and unmentionable and, even, undreamable) begin with?
(published 'Psychopoetica' 1993)
Posted by weirdtongue
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