Haunting past immerses me.

*Tehachapi is pronounced: tuh-hach-uh-pee

Moon ascending to the apex of sky

Plagues my sleep all twisted and wry

This time it is again so weird

Not terrifying, only slightly feared.

Fishing on a large lake edge

The water has great depth below the ledge

Logs, rocks, and fish galore

None taking my line, just as before.

Now in the auto shop I have arrived

Somewhere the dream weaver has lied

Parts, parts I must acquire

For some reason, the need is dire.

I search and search only to morph and change

Into some other place, partially deranged

A koi shop before me spreads

With a horde of people demanding my head.

Former customers, ranch owners, and friends

Toastmasters, koi shows, and a pond shop blends

Frenzy, frenzy as I run through the shop

Wait just a second, is that my pop?

You died so many years ago

Then recently mom did go

Yet you both come and mess with my dreams

While in your faces, happiness gleams.

Now ponds and fish with creeks a flowing

Are in your house, through the living room going

On the hill, it looked over Tehachapi*

And flows peace and joy in the heart of me.

Oh that this should stop right there

And leave me off with not a care.

But no, you are not finished

My mind races on, undiminished.

What was it next, the thoughts at bay

Cornered into blurry memories, there to stay

There were former cars, and roads with mud

And on some, there may have been blood.

Vivid and colorful have these all been

And surely tonight there will be more again

Crazy and tiring as these dreams were

Much, much worse will be the others for sure.

As this happened not on the full moon

But two days prior did I here commune

Tonight and tomorrow shall all be filled

With chaos, my imagination is so skilled.

Two nights hence, births the Wolf Moon

And under it my heart will be strewn

But I shall pick up and rise again

Because I know, I will win in the end.