Freedom

Last night I dreamed about my old Guru

I passed through a room where he was unexpectedly sitting

festooned in flowers on a lofty throne.

I suddenly saw that the throng around me,

passing through the room to an event scheduled for worship and inspiration,

were beaming and fawning with love, wonder, devotion…

awe struck and humble,

praising grace for this bonus darshan blessing.

I would stick out like a cherry in a plate of peanuts.

Yes, he noticed me… I felt a shock of fear.

He walked towards where I’d got to in the corner by the stairs.

With a mean sharky look only I could see.

There was a lift shaft or something with a long drop…

He got out his penis and pissed tricklingly over the edge

"Yuck!"

I said it loud

Feeling truly emancipated.