Dreamspeak

I had a dream, one of the few I can recall.

A voice explained to me a perfect life,

Offered a list of simple rules.

Be agreeable, ask no questions, just obey.

In my dream I went from place to place,

And tried those admonitions.

They seemed to work,

Until I writhed in stifling oppression.

Trapped in heavy binding I couldn’t move.

Waking just enough under a knotted quilt,

I cast it off and dozed back to easy sleep,

Comforted not by rules, but necessary choices,

And the daily joys of making them.