How I Know It Was All Real

I had a dream about us.
Some scenario I screwed up, classic
anxiety fodder – lost the tickets, some
missing clothes, late for the train, but
every curveball just had us laughing.
I felt right as rain; rain drops tapping
out Morse code messages on the sill,
I don’t understand but I’m always
listening – I never remember dreams,
but today I woke up laughing



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