Met my mother in a dream. She was just a stranger on the street. We averted eyes. Time will vindicate us all some day. Some, anyway. Why is my face so wide? Cheek to cheek is almost chin to eye. I`m in a bucket seat. Anger is a car door I can`t reach. Don`t close the door on me. I need the light to sleep. Your shadow on the ceiling. Toothpaste on my teeth. There`s books but I can`t read. Lay back and count the strange men. Mix toys from different sets. Lick felt tips, get them wet. The AFX is broken. God damn that closet door. Every night it`s war. Who will get there first? This is a waking dream. Sometimes I greet my nightmares with relief. So I walk with that first step. One leg holds its own or else it dies. Still, it tries.