The Dream

It was a big snake
     a really, really,
     big snake
like a python
     with a big mouth
     and big fangs

I had to hang on
     with both
     my hands
As hard as I could

It was trying
     to bite
     my face

It was inches
     from me
Trying to kill me
     with
     poisonous fangs

Hard to hold
     onto

Squiggling-
      Squirming-
     like a really big snake
          would do
Very muscular, sinuous, scaly
     Beautiful-
     And deadly too-

Maybe it's because
     life's been like that
     lately
Trying to
     bite me
To squirm
     out of my
     hands
Really too much
     for me to
     hold onto
Really too much
     for me
     to understand

Or maybe it was
     the midnight snack
With the
     hot sauce

Either way

Waking up
     was not
     a bad thing
This morning

It was nice
     to see
The REALLY
 BIG SNAKE
     fade away
           with
           the light
           of day

Pure imagination. . .
     as they say
     (in their
     Zen-like
          way)
-is true with so much of
the essence of me
and the essence of you-

and then...
I ponder, if the universe knew,
it was
April fools day
too