Dream work

To generate a sense of self 
There has to be two 
To giggle to yourself 
You know it is in your head 
 
Two sides of the one you know 
One to watch 
One to go 
Danaus plexippus plexippus 
 
Left lobe 
Right lobe 
Just so you know 
Who you talk to 
 
Unknowing is like a slap in the face 
Take the air in 
Un-revered 
Unseen 
 
Placed in a mountain 
It scales 
For the better view 
Drives on high 
 
Defining depth itself 
The bulbous stuff 
Humble any exalted 
Brain getting space

Dream Junky