1/30/2022

Dark Comedy

I know you were only joking

when you said 

you dreamed about her—


that woman from that dream in that movie 

we saw last night—

as I reached for you this morning,


but her she stands now

between us, and my arms

are not long enough.


[LSS, 1/30/22]


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