IT TURNS OUT I’M IN A DREAM

Love Love #9, 2025

I read ahead.

I checked the stars.

It turns out I’m in a dream

and you’re here with me,

jumping off rooftops, flying,

my huge sense of me finally light,

making it clear, to me, maybe to you,

there’s more to being who we are,

where we are and how we’re feeling,

more to the flickering we do,

than we can ever hold onto.