In my youth so many of my dreams
seemed full length novels, on occasion
some were serialized over several nights.
That did not last of course and
as I aged medicine stepped in
to keep my pressure in check
and the magical diuretics decided
I could get by with dream novellas,
which were certainly preferable
to the other option, fabula interrumpir
But I continued to age, and with that
comes the sad realization that the body
loses its perseverance, so interruptions
grew more frequent and dreams
were reduced to short stories mostly.
But fortunately I live on and I am
learning to live with, if not enjoy
dreaming away in flash fiction.