In them

there are
nameless faces.
Disembodied voices.
Dali landscapes.
Warping time.
Shifting roles.
Strange juxtapositions.
Lost characters.
Nonsense dialogues.
Blurred identities.
Sudden illiteracy.
Crazy images.
Deep emotion.
Wondrous abilities.
Terrible threats.
Changing scenery.
Frantic lateness.
Frozen legs.
Perilous falls.
Resurrected beings.
Forbidden lovers.
Lunatic revelations.
Startling inspirations.
Do they
also contain
deep meanings,
profound thoughts,
personal insights,
or perhaps
royal roads?
Or are
they just
white noise
emanating from
deep recesses
of the
ancient mammal
crouched within
us all?