Transition Dreams

Cab to train to plane to bus—–

Where am I?  Where?

Here is a house but the rooms keep changing.

Here all is familiar—–

the school, the mall, the ceremonies, the stadium.

What have I missed or is it all the session of mid

& I just need rewinding?

Traveling, strangers traveling, & all that flow

symbolic of the creative vein.

I wake to the continuing dream

on a jet above a cruise ship,

counting through clouds the passengers of stars.