The Refrigerator Dream

[Don Schaeffer]

Before he went to sleep
he said, I can't make any tributes.
Nobody hears my tributes.
And they will vanish with me.
Then he dreamed.
My refrigerator's name is
Jules. And Jules
sings as he
dances and all
of his protected delicates
stay slowly alive.
Jules shuts down one day
with a lightening bolt and
the salami, the milk and the eggs
let in the dust.