For a while I had
stopped dreaming.

My sleep was dark and dull,
I remembered nothing when I woke.

But lately, sleeping next to you,
it seems you weave yourself into my
subconscious.

Last night I was in a damp place,
the sound of water was
soft against my bones,

I floated over the lakes,
treaded air softly,
wondering if I would fall.

There was everyone there.
Everyone I am getting ready to leave,
you kissed someone I didn't know,
I carried a puppy.

As confusing to you as it is to me,
I'm sure.

There was a gray, small shark
stuck under a foam wave,
water sliding softly over his rough skin,
he had lost his tail,
a bloody stump there instead.

We killed the puppy to feed him.
I felt nothing,
only pictured you kissing that girl.

Is that how it is?
Via interpretation by my subconscious?

I bought you a cookie at the bakery next door.
Hoping you would still love me.

09/18/2008

Author's Note: I dunno.

Posted on 09/18/2008
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