Tuesday, April 14, 2026

What does it matter - it was just a dream

Me, me, me - it’s all me 
Done - well done - just 
Enough to peel back a layer 
Or two or three or four 
- Enough to open up -

A cat here - a cat there  - and way over 
                            There - the dream resonates 

I see the dress: black with dots 
A full skirt, a plunging top - 
The kind I always look good in 
My hair loose 
                     - italy a skip away 
Capri or Venice I don’t recall 

I just recall the dress and sneakers 
And you standing far enough away 

Yet close enough to see - the dress 
But not the sneakers - why in god’s 
Country - would I wear sneakers 

That’s an easier question to ponder 
than why I saw you - arms crossed 

Legs slightly apart, jeans and a belt 
And a tucked in shirt - I never under 
Stood the need to tuck away a short 
Sleeved shirt - as if it had to impress 

But I digress 

there you were - a few steps away 
In an Italy you never even knew I knew 

Perhaps I’ll go there again 

And sell paper hats