a friend stopped me today to say I had recently visited her dreams
i smiled and asked if anyone tagged along
she called them a little boy but
i know my children
won’t be boiled down to their parts
a sweet knowing
just the same
i left the office today to hide
a cry in the rain
thinking about little fingers and
even littler finger nails
is it
bad of me
to wish
these tears are a symptom of
new growths?
is it
bad of my body
to wish
for those
growths when its chest tightens looking
at the 20.72 charge from walgreens i put on my card today?
is it
bad that I asked
my friend about tagalongs
having had dreams of
little ones
myself?
bad.
bad.
bad.
24 is a bad time.
the tensions in my chest release as I read
no–
on the screen of a stick
spots on our bathroom floor scream
at me
next to
the red of a walgreens receipt
as my partner reads the same
no–
in the freckles on my cheeks
i hope tonight
will be the night
of dreamless sleeps