I wake up from a dream

About you and some song

From Middle School. The

Sky has opened up its mouth

While I was sleeping on the

Couch, and the rain is crashing

Down on the shoulders of

The men digging the new

Well out back. The spinning sound

Of the drill is the lullaby today —

The thing that brought me back

To you and all the others

That live inside my head.

Everything is so real today,

Except for the last

Few words we shared.