Viva Voce

One who dreams deeply / of mountains / speaks next day / with the voice of a bureaucrat // Another whom nobody dares disturb / sleeping like a tank / parked in a square / will plead with the voice of a child / that he was never disobedient // A third to overcome insomnia / imagines himself a beaver / and barks at meetings / in the name of necessity // He whose nightmares / are of history being unchangeable / will explain like a teacher / precisely what is needed / in order to progress // Into the ear of the poem / I write these riddles / never spoken / viva voce.