I poisoned my father and ate
My mother’s hair and
Woke up horrified. I rode
An incomprehensible object
(possibly a bicycle) across a
Night city and woke up
Disappointed. I stuck a pen
Up an ancient girlfriend’s
Dress and woke up delighted.
I was in Sicily and the mad cats
With fungus eyes and wet, loose
Matted fur chased me to our broken
Townhouse and I woke up nostalgic for
Real olives. I woke up in the girl’s bed
I’ve stolen with her knuckle crunching,
Prison tattooed boyfriend standing over me.
I woke up and he was still there. I woke up again
And he was gone and I searched the whole house to
Make sure. I dreamt I was long-haired and old and happy
And I woke up tired.
