soul caretaker

Soul Caretaker
Saw him this morning a jute sack slung over his right shoulder
and it was full of yet un-dead nightmares.
He is the man who collects discarded dreams those we deny
having thoughts that have seeped out of our dark interior
when we have slept, all our sick thinking, unnatural sex with
family and animals and limitless violence, sack was full cleaning
up humanities excesses.

In the morning papers we read about dead children, husband
shooting or stabbing his wife, his darkest dream has become
an obscene reality. Without this man with his sack, we would be stabbing
each other wading knee deep in filth and gore, but we are saved in our
daily life as we can’t stop the leak the crack in our soul-
that a child drowned in a bathtub, and it happened when a mother lost
grip of reality, this was not as she thought a dream
How to explain that to the judge