“i had no idea how long i was there.
but that it was warm most of the time
and i kept feeling like i should have found someone else
or a series of skeletons,
i am thinking about inventing a word
for when you keep waiting for something to happen
that feels imminent but never comes.”
this is what i told her sitting up in bed, staring at a far wall.
she asked how i got out and i told her i didn’t remember.
that i probably woke up before that happened.
but that i remember there were all these people
and everyone was so kind,
even though i didn’t know them
she said that was probably a different dream.
i breathed hard through my mouth twice,
and said you are probably right
but she was asleep then.