Untamed Dreams

 Untamed Dreams

There once was a man

who had too many dreams

short ones, small ones

big ones, tall ones

all crowded together in a cage,

sardines packed in brine unable to breathe

until the smallest one died without love

and all the other dreams felt sad

then they grew mad,

mad as a hatter and mean

so the man stopped dreaming altogether

and locked away love and hope

but dreams never stop dreaming,

drawing her to his need

she brought a key, 

opening the cage of dreams

free at last,

the man simply wept,

his dreams setting fire to his soul