The Dream

Commercial bank
its pond
fetid.

Its fish
dead
and dying.

Call
the RSPCA.

The water
drains

waste and
rubbish
remain.

Fresh water
pours.

No.
The toxic mess
remains.

The Meaning

pond
The bank of emotions needs its poisoned swamp draining of waste before it’s refilled.

What Lingers…

What if emotional renewal requires more than refilling? What if it demands a purge?

What if healing can’t begin until the waste is named, not just drained?

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Marginalia

Sometimes, life needs a clear-out. We collect experiences and relationships that aren’t always beneficial. Much like the resurfacing of old memories in The X Files, here my dreams are demonstrating how a new environment can be just as harmful if what was originally toxic remains present.