Dream Recursion

from NeurOnFire by Iambic Beats

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lyrics

(That all the material composing the content of a dream
Is somehow derived from experience
That it is reproduced or remembered in the dream
This at least may be accepted as an incontestable fact)

(All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream)

Which peculiarities though generally observed
Have hitherto defied explanation

Yet it would be wrong to assume that such a connection
Between dream content and reality
Will be easily obvious

The dreamer is therefore in the dark
As to the source which the dream has tapped)

It’s not our fault no one ever told us
Where we go when we dream or when we die

It’s all the same place
Of waiting and begging on bended knee

Have I drawn pictures or curtains this time?
No matter
I still chose wrong
I dreamed the poem back to front
And I ended with a feather undipped
Even yellow wood can die from Frost
And no meter can contain your eyes
That read the poem backwards too

What if all our stories began with the twist
And we read and read until the first page?
Until we didn’t know the characters or plot anymore?

(All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream)

credits

from NeurOnFire, released July 25, 2022
Poetry by Melinda Smith
Audio from The Interpretation of Dreams by Sigmund Freud
Audio from Dream Within a Dream by Edgar Allen Poe

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Iambic Beats Los Angeles, California

We have so many titles. A few of mine are: scientist, poet, writer, singer, mom. I like to think I live at the intersection of music and words and always asking questions. A goddamn lovely place to be.