Windstorm

Last night there was a windstorm.

Hollydog maybe hates the wind

more than I do.

But not by much.

I slept fitfully

with earplugs.

And I dreamt.

What is the reverse of a nightmare?

Some emotional high;

wordless.

I don’t even know what it was about,

just a feeling.

Random unknown

and wordless.

Then waking,

startled to the wind

and general discomforts.

Feeling like something was taken away.

Starting like a child

with unbothered history

chasing butterflies;

with nothing getting in the way

of that joy.

To something more real-

stress

and gravity.

That jarring sensation

with my typical headache

and poor sleep-

there is a reason

I try to forget

my dreams.