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I Had a Dream I Could Have Drawn

By the time the kettle boiled, every image in it was gone.

I Had the Teeth Dream Again Last Week

I sat up and ran my tongue along every tooth in the dark.

I kicked the lamp over in my sleep on Friday

Falling, the jolt and the long drop, and the myth you can stop believing today.

What you sent

A fortnight of your dreams, one line each, and nothing from me.

She said she had been waiting years for me to ask

Monday's symbol turned forward: the change that has already started.

The same dream since I was twenty-two

Why some dreams come back, and what usually has to happen before they stop.

Three of yours, all about hair

A plait that was not hers, a barber who would not stop, and grey overnight.

Somebody cut my hair while I was asleep

A light one this week, and the only question it really asks.

The folder was in the wrong drawer

One question to take to bed with you, and nothing else to do today.