Dreams - April 16th

Clearly

Dream I

I was at work. A real shit
UPS worker ordering some balloons.
You were in the supply closet,
whispering to me how much happier
you are without me. You were straddling
a mop. You smiled at the very men-
tion of being with someone else.
Somehow this dream is less
bizarre to me than what really happened.

Dream II

I'm at my other job, before I quit.
You're a coworker, it's your last day.
I guess you've still broken up
with me. We avoid each other,
well, you avoid me, I try
to find excuses to talk to you. You look
like the Lyndsie I remember. By the end
of the shift, after you say goodbye
you leave, but I don't let you go
without hugging you. Suddenly your hair
is green. One eye is green,
the other is bright white. Somehow
this version of you is still as beautiful
as I remember.

Dream III

Still broken up but now
I'm at your wedding, why
did you invite me, my sadist?
"You wanted to come, my masochist."
This is the Lyndsie I want to remember,
one that cries with me. Feels bad
for how it ended. Let's me off
the hook, says it's okay if I'm not there,
if it's too hard. But we both know that
I have to be. Somehow this friendship
is one I would take if we could both
wake up.