My daughter's dog
was nibbling away
At my fingers in my dream
Nipping and nibbling, and I wondered why.
I'd been looking after her and had
forgotten to feed her for two whole days.
I nearly died of guilt in my dream.
And then, equally weird:
I'd called home a dear niece and her family
and time kept passing by,
it was getting later and later
and I just couldn't cook.
Strange, tired dreams.
The house is a lot cleaner now,
freshly painted, decluttered.
Maybe the old brain needs
a thorough springcleaning.