In Your Dreams

I believe
mushrooming fairies and elves
cavort in misty green plots.

I believe
that naughty toys wait until midnight
to stretch and play
free from children’s hands.

I believe
in funambule without net.

I believe
treacherous creatures lurk in the dark.

I believe
I am a werewolf restrained
until the full-moon
releases the shackles
bitter salt rises in blood with the king tide
and the throats of lambs will be slashed.

Walter Mitty is harmless.

Dream on.