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Last Night I Did Not Want to Open the Notebook

The dream was ugly enough that putting it on paper felt like going back in.

I Woke up Running This Morning

Or I thought I was, because the ceiling was there and my duvet was gone.

I Cut My Own Hair in a Dream Last Week

I woke up checking it was still there, which probably tells you something.

I Had the Naked Dream Last Tuesday

Nobody in it seemed to notice, which is the part that stayed with me all morning.

I Iron My Shirts the Night Before

It is not the habit of somebody at ease with how they come across.

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.