April 11, 1995


Keychain

I'm walking in a park.
There is a man walking a big black dog nearby,
close to a chain link fence.
I find a triangular keychain.
It's silver, with a Celtic maze stamped into it.


Mistake

I'm in a large room full of people.
I mistake someone staring at me
for someone I know.
She is a young Asian girl with long hair and glasses.

(Something weird and sexual runs beneath both dreams,
but my mind refuses to spit it out.)

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