they come back, the dreams, the visions, that wake me up confused and unaware, not sure, meaning and symbolism, questions with no answers, subconscious messages, id to the ego, listen up, what are you trying to say, these visions of sugar plums, peaches and pears, sweet dreams, pleasant dreams, no nightmare, no fear filled sweat soaked nights, no jolly green giants that aren't so jolly, no giant blocks that need to be moved from one side of a room to another, no impossible tasks set forth before me, only people, situations, ready rooms, and wonderings, of that half sleep half awake dreamlike pondering, of future events and past history, the melding and the merging, what is to come from what had happened, to which, under this, stand in and up, and shout