Incomplete dream

From the window the rain fell on the road
Devoid of a dog's barks, a tree's brooding.
A night's rain fell in a dark well of  no frogs.
A dream remains incomplete,a mere scrap
Of memory. a stuffed creature, a grotesque
Parody of a poet's dream, of a stuffed tiger.
Tigers do not exist being words from the far.
Dreams of tigers exist in blind poets living
As stuffed poets of our dreams, our words.

(Thinking of Borges'  Dreamtigers)