Dreams,
are scrambled projections-
noise and signals,
(or holographic feeds)
emanating quite randomly
from experiential moments
and raw data-streams.
Waking lives
are autopoetic wheels
spinning rapidly
in tandem succession,
(or horrifying zeal)
to match the speed
of the calcifying spiels.
Entropy-
it’s the joker in the dream
for whom the waking lives feel
like the empty cup of minds
(or conscious matter indeed)
to become some sort of a ‘thing’
that is thrown carelessly into being.
