In her dreams, she told him he died in his sleep.
She dreamt of presenting him with his death.
A veiled reaper in his kitchen imparted that he was no longer living.
A visage was told of their new existence by a girl.
I pushed him up against the wall and cried to him about how I was being controlled.
I was possessed with the demon of justice as I cornered him to scream for help.
I jabbed his chest and choked him until he understood the abuse.
In the diner, I seize his arm and thrust him into the striped wallpaper and howl.
I was told that everyone in my dreams is a reflection of me.
Troy informed me the people occupying my dreams are me.
Troy said when Elton John was in my dream I was Elton John.
I am Elton John.
I am smothering and cradling myself.
I cannot decide whether my ghost is in the way or rather just a vision.
I wrap my arms around my waist and still cannot breathe.
All my dreams are mirrors that I can no longer decipher.
There were two birds dead on the sidewalk.
Two birds were smashed into the concrete.
Compressed on the ground, there are feathers, blood, and a body.
My feet have hissed next to death twice and I’m not asleep.
Something is upon me and it feels like neither beast nor flowers.
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