Salvadorian Dream?

I dreamt...

Of St. Anthony's Temptation,

At the tender age of ten, or maybe twelve

Long before I'd seen

The Elephants of Hell

Or had been introduced

To Salvador's three ages

Old Age, Adolescence, and Infancy

I'm sure I felt the same sensation,

Dreaming, as viewing

The Christ of St. John of the Cross

Confused, confounded

Ownership usurped,

My dreams impounded

Decades before i'd touch

Canvas to brush...

Or,

Feel the visceral rush

One Moment After Awakening

From a Dream

Caused by the Flight

Of a Bumblebee around a Pomegranate

Or bore silent witness to

The Persistence of Memory

Or even, set in words, mostly his own

This humble homage

To The Hallucinogenic Torreador

The esteemed,

Senor, Dali