iono, sis…guess I just let my krazy live.
my Spiritual Guides are always
in my mind tinkering
trying to help me see things clearly
when I spill an ugly thought
here they come, “Chile, go to sleep.
so we can clean that up.”
and behind them
come the Ancestors, “Right!”
projecting a vivid and vibrantly colorful dream
then just before I wake
here come The Little Poet People,
“After you awake don’t forget to record
what you just saw and we spoke.”