by Kevin T McEneaney
Diving into the ink-well of dark dreams,
I dreamt people could make any object
just by thinking about an object:
think chair, a bowler hat, or transverse flute:
it would promptly, magically appear.
This dream was so amazingly comic….
Yet we can create by merely thinking:
words on paper, paintings, crafts, and music;
medicine creates these wondrous capsules
which extend our lifetime for many years.
We dream of our past and things yet to come;
our imaginations are a delight!
So why do we wish to kill each other?
The fly in the ointment is our ego….
