A Dream or a Nightmare
Last night I had another dream about you.
I say that, but I really am not sure whether to say "dream" or "nightmare."
I'm always so happy/sad/scared/relieved/devastated to see you.
A vision of you? A memory of you? A feeling of you?
You are always so upset with me for disappearing. I am always so upset with you for disappearing.
But that is all I remember. I don't remember what we said or what we did.
I don't remember what either of us were wearing.
I don't remember what we ate.
If we laughed or if we cried.
I don't remember where we were.
I don't remember the way you were with our kids.
In the dream. But also not in the dream.
My brain helps me quickly forget as soon as I wake up.
I say that, but I really am not sure whether to say "helps" or "makes."
Your words are like a dinner fork found standing straight up stuck in the middle of a frozen lake: piercing and precious and rare.
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