I dreamt
my feet were stuck in
the hot asphalt
the hot asphalt
with a
red-haired man
across from me
without a face.
across from me
without a face.
Threw something.
I knew it broke a
window
so I ran.
so I ran.
I turned into a slip
of paper
caught by the wind.
It ended at
the public library,
the one years ago,
and I checked out
a video.
I awoke,
wondering about
the four dreams I forgot.
the four dreams I forgot.