He woke up from a frightening nightmare.
He dreamed that he was in an inner city street war.
Bullets were flying everywhere.
Killing people here and there.
...
Read full text
He incorporated the sound of gunshots into his dream (as we often do, with sounds we hear) , and when he awoke, the sounds were real. My friend Claudia's apartment has a bullet hole in the wall of her kids' bedroom. Fortunately, it is nowhere near their bunk beds. Good poem.
Well inscription is being made on nightmare. So frightening.10