On one hand dream exaggerates us
enabling our beard to rise sky high
our languor become romance
our coward turn into presumption
Dream constantly applauds us
giving extra credits to us
On the other hand
Dream relentlessly belittles us
exposing our hypocrisy
making our barbarity touchable
Dream constantly leaks our secrets
deducting our points
Plus and minus
pierce our balloon of ideal
following teeth along the open mouth of clock
wash off the light broth in the bowl
If the phenomenological reduction
forcefully strips the ribs of rationality
then could defining dream and reality
be ultimately the same?