i dreamt about you last night
you were dapper
and kind
respectful
and loyal--
all the beautiful things
you never were
with me
in our waking lives
you were
all these things
with a person
who calls herself
my friend
and
i was not
jealous
but resentful--
the ugly thing
i rarely am
in my waking life
my heart raced as i slept
watching the person
i tried to make you--
the person you are now--
through closed lids
my subconscious self misspoke
and i lashed out—
questioning aloud
too loud
your motivation--
or lack of one
concerning me--
and i realized,
your face spattered
with an inability to
save my own,
none of it
concerned me...
anymore
i awoke with a start
angry with myself
for being so transparent
even beneath a thick
blanket of unconsciousness
and jotted this down
dazed
under the spell of
my own sad reality
my dreams are
never really mine...
after all
Posted by Alexis on August 6, 2008
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