See You Later –in My Dreams

An exclamation from my brainstem
after I have slipped into slumber,
Calls my precepts of perception to:
Those sleep notions— those occasions of reassurance
and awakened, elapsed experiences
That seem to have my number
I’m back in those halls of dedicated essence
that therein haunt at a former contentedness
and spawn a renewed existence

Memory …
you’re etched on my cortex in a different way – a lasting cast
as misplaced pride jabs at my resolve
I reflect, exalting faded corners of history freshly before my eyes

Whosoever believes the austere proclamation, “those good times must be left behind –those faces shan’t evermore be looked upon,”
does foolishly disregard my claim,
(though I do accept my alienation from stations full of familiar acceptance –that have long since concluded)
that, here it all is before me anew – just as it was then
Dreamt back into life for revisitation  – what bliss!
And here you all are – peremptory persons and places of my past
whence I’d left you last – you’ve been missed!

I know you – I knew you
I know you recurrent
Never struggling in vain
to recall your names or bask in novel nostalgence,
thanks to these entranced, unfaltering flicks: if with me once,
then forever with me – in a sense
To happen in unconsciousness at the subconscious’ whim
I meet you all again,
if only I may dream