It seems, in dreams,
there are many themes,
some of which are calm and pleasant;
but from time to time
within a dream I work so hard
it makes me want to scream.
A series of tasks, or maybe just one,
that are onerous ‘and’ difficult,
(never fun) I endure,
like Sisyphus, my work goes on and on,
until, only by waking, my never-ending work is done.
But, then, tired, I try to sleep once more,
and you can be sure,
that I return to the job in hand,
that I had recently left,
and continue working
hardly able to rest,
until, finally, I wake again,
and, faint with fatigue,
get up,
and get dressed.
