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dreams of good people being
slow at their jobs/loved ones
who get memos and take
no action, the low battery
business/backing it up
at the post office
in velvet ropes
and further parties
zero breaks
from the
crew
the job I quit before
starting I walked
through her
front yard
was half pool
my wet boots
a children’s caterpillar
some friendship advice
just me and my
alphabet soup
as the Joy
my spreadsheets for it ^
how to allocate to you
and you
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in my dream this random bitch
who I assumed secretly
hated me was really
supportive of me
when I expressed
how I had decided to
experience something
a certain way/a peaceful
montage played
throughout our phone call
3
next it was my birthday
and I told yves how it was
my birthday and how
most of the day I'd forgotten
and they held me for it
then my 2nd grade crew
(Rasheed and Drew)
arrived on a different tail wind
our historical trio of
baby legislature rubber
balls in the empty classroom
chairs stacked/vague
responsibility plus
the joy of our sort
of sanctioned game
4
I knew well you were in the room
I wanted to end the party/
cap it at 1 night but
I was with mom so
no chiseling of
timelines
we walked through a flooded city
water at our hips, behind a row of tall
matching people the vibe was actually
high and mom stepped playfully on a
fire hydrant
