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.