Revisionist Poetry – When A Dally Dillies, v.4 – a dialogue between the ‘Rational Mind’ and the ‘Dreaming Body’

Rational Mind: When a dally dillies — define the term.
Dreaming Body: A little mischief that untucks the world.

Rational Mind: It’s quite uncommon — flowers don’t just wilt.
Dreaming Body: When the staring cow curls its tongue, they do.

Rational Mind: Too much, too soon — we need measure, margin.
Dreaming Body: Too much, too soon — we need spill, surprise.

Rational Mind: Even I ask for limits: space, time, order.
Dreaming Body: Even I want the edges to wash away like tide.

Rational Mind: The boat cuts through the blue in a straight keel.
Dreaming Body: The boat cuts through the blue and laughs in its wake.

Rational Mind: Finally — beware, clouds are weather to be read.
Dreaming Body: Finally — the clouds come over me like friendly waves.

Rational Mind: Goodbye, rational thought — is this surrender?
Dreaming Body: Goodbye — I learn to paddle by feeling.