Valentine’s Eve Dream

I’m in a bar in my (very nice) nightie.
An old burnt out white guy
out of Tucson asks me
“Did you come here for a change?”
I think he means something like
“Did you leave Boston for Santa Fe?”
so I say “I’ve been here
my whole
adult life.”

He tries to
put the make
on me
but I go back
to my cousins’ party
and put on
the wrong pair of shoes
and then can’t
get the car to turn off.

I need to find you
and beg you to take me back.

When I wake up
I realize I did indeed
come here for a change
except here
is not a guy in a bar
but the realm of dream.

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