in honor of the full moon … a dream poem.
(i dreamed of you last night)
i dreamed of you last night. you never saw
me, under the moon far away under
a parking lot where the new hotel is
being built. nor did you hear me call your
name. but i saw you, your slouching height, your
salt & pepper hair curling from under
your hat. your bright blue jacket that matches
your eyes. i saw you smoke the cigarette
you are never without. oh, my love, my
darling, where are you now? do you ever
think of me? or what we shared together?
with whom do you now flirt? who do you now
kiss? my dreams don’t tell me. you don’t see me.
only the moon knows. only the moon tells.