That Strange Dream: To Andrew Cronan's Naked and Wound Up

--It's that dream where I keep on trying-- But I can't reach -- Meanwhile I'm flying -- And giving a speech -- But I'm finding money on the ground -- And I keep running round and round -- Until I'm sure I just can't take it -- Oh, and by the way, I'm also naked.

BRASH

Suspension: To Andrew Cronan's Gone Fishin'

The worm balances the fishes

In perfect loops against the wishes

Of the fisherman, whose dreamed-of dishes

Suspend on catching something delicious.

BRASH