Someone Was in Your Room Last Night

Dreaming wouldn’t be so difficult, if
It weren’t that you believed it at the time.
How entertaining to savor nonsense
And disorientation as amusements,

Sleep as theater and carnival rides,
But while you’re dreaming you dream you’re alive,
And although it’s strange and disconcerting,
You sincerely believe it all matters,

And you feel your dreamed emotions deeply,
And you try and you try to figure out
Each scenario as it arises.
You wake knowing you were wrong, and it’s gone.