What Do Animals Dream?

Do they long for previous existences and unlived dreams

unspeakably human or inconceivably brutish?

Do they battle to get in their sleep

what is unreasonably elusive for the fingers of day?

Are there unobtrusive nighttime suggestions

to enlighten their undreaming hours?

Are they frequented by apparitions of disappointment

do they visit their dead in tired appreciation?

Or on the other hand are they returned to by their violations

deciphered in enticing pictographs?

Do they remember the blueprint of their injuries

or then again dream of change?

Do they pull at resolute bunches

inassimilable longings and obstructed strivings?

Are there fomentations, changes or uprisings

against their apparent selves or destiny?

Are sans they of qualities and shortcomings exceptional

to horse, deer, fledgling, goat, snake, sheep or lion?

Are they ever neither creature nor human

be that as it may, animal and Being?

Do they have heavenly snapshots of comprehension

somewhere down in the seat of their substance?

Do they experience their reality all the more completely

alleviated of the weight of alertness?

Do they think, with artists, that all we see or appear

is nevertheless a fantasy inside a fantasy?

Or on the other hand is it just a little passing on

a little taste of nothingness that accumulates in their mouths?