Meat Dream

I don’t know what happened, but, suddenly,

I was there, like somebody turned on a light

switch. I had no idea what was happening…

everything was moving so fast for a while,

like I was on speed. Gradually I got used to 

the situation…I was in the care of gigantic

beings…gods, it seemed to me. As time went

on, I got used to the idea of being there. There

seemed to be a logic I was learning…how 

things were done…how it all worked. The 

gods that were there most of the time were

friendly, and I felt pretty secure. The older I 

got, the more I looked like them, so, I could 

see where this was going. I had what they 

called “teachers”, who tried to show me how

to do stuff, and wanted me to behave in a 

certain way. I went along with it because what

else could I do? Later on I found out that they 

only taught stuff that they had learned and 

seemed to work most of the time. I realized 

that none of them really had a clue about what

was really going on…that it was all a dream

we were caught up in and believed as if it was

real. They added on ridiculous beliefs to fill

in the blanks they couldn’t explain. Not to do so

would have subjected them to abject terror. 

Coda:

I opened my eyes in

orthodox beefcake.

Genetic hitchhiker, 

randomly I was there,

the torch of careless

stumbling through the

fog passed down like

a useless heirloom, 

looming ubiquitously

overhead.