last night i had a dream
that she was in love with me
& when she kissed me
it wasn’t complicated or awkward
but that’s how dreams go
& when i was a little kid
i thought courage & porridge were the same thing
& you could eat a bowl of bravery
& never again be afraid
but that’s how youth goes
& now i think wisdom is something other people have
when i’m alone in the house
& the dust is everywhere
& the shadows whisper of despair
& i wait for moonlight
& i wait for sleep
& i wait for the stars
& i wait for the leaves to fall
but maybe
just maybe
i’m beginning to see the light
