I Dream Poem by Smoky Hoss

The other night I dreamed I died,
went straight up to Heaven.
The next morning I awoke
hungover in the parking lot
of some 7-11.
Last night I dreamed of
a long lost woman
that I never met.
This morning I woke up to realize
somewhere out there
I missed a damn good bet.
Tonight in a dream, who knows,
I might ride herd
on a bunch of ghost-cattle,
chase that holy-herd right through the Pearly Gates,
draw my pay there, give up all this dreaming,
and sell my old saddle.