Persistent Dream

A persistent dream Where all my family Anyone ever born In my blood line Is sitting Waiting for me to wake up in my living room Thousands of cousins, grandparents and second moms A Fleet of similarly composed individuals Kiss and embarrass me As I come to in fog Even the thousands I have never met Know exactly how to lift me up Rock me to soberness It is difficult to fit all that blood in one vain The faces in the back Are always blurred An uncle' tongue Stormed out of his face Slapping my sister in the face Old grandfathers All sat in one corner Wondering how to it all ended Next morning Awake In my living room TV hums something about family values As the room feels bigger Rather emptier A room as Saggy as life When people are removed from it Against their will