last night simon came to me
i was standing on a deck outside
i think it was night, or getting close
at first i thought it was another cat
it was simon, except half of his face was silver where it is supposed to be black
like sparkly silver
he came over to me and sat with me
and let me pet him
he didn't say anything.
there was another cat who looked kind of like simon
but it wasn't him

yesterday awake:

floating down the river, lots of big birds, very cold as the sun went down under the trees
disappointed friends as plans fell through- my forgetting

yesterday asleep:

traveling to another time with the hobags. when we were 22 for a summer, to all be together in a town and get jobs. we all woke into this place without a home, snuck into some guys house and slept in his guest room without him knowing. he found us in the am and asked how old we were. he was 28. i said in the future i am 28 but right now i am 22.

i was modeling and not as good as the other girls at posing. i was naked, greg was supporting me, in public, and didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed. people were doing headstands on platforms in the water. i went to try even though it looked hard. manatees were in the water. a lama held me in the water and asked why my left thumb was cracking. he looked deep into my eyes with concern. i said it was old. he scratched blemishes and pimples off my face. there were a lot.

there was a school. a asian female teacher of ASL and younger education, and an older black male teacher of writing and beer brewing. i wanted to be in the education class. i was signing and talking to someone on a tv screen. i signed WOW with both hands and was fooling around. she kicked me out of class. i went to the other class. i was tasting beer. he had so much to teach. i was intimidated.

my mom. something about my mom.

yesterday awake: i asked myself at the sink; could this be a dream? no. day 2 of my 30 day personal yoga challenge. i awakened my fingers and wrists.

last night asleep: i looked down at my feet and had tattoos all up my feet to my ankles. i thought to myself, when did i get a tattoo? i don't remember it hurting. i asked greg- when did i get these? i decided that i got them in a dream of some kind because i had no memory of them. we went to a restaurant. i got up and went to a table near ours and took their order. i recommended my favorite dish and they both ordered it. i told the waitress who was a friend from high school what i did. she was mad. i went outside. there was a huge mossy tree with a river flowing down it. i stood in the river in the tree.

when will the hide and seek end?

yesterday i saw you in the shaman's eyes

he told me to sit down

but i could only stay a second

i had to stay with the group

i didn't want to take you seriously

in front of

all

those

people

running away from home is like that

yesterday i landed hard on the doorstep

and now i wish i had let you in

it's 10:30 at night but i am wondering

what the dandelion had to say

we are a cosmic collision of aliens and primates

imagine that?

(why my toes cling hard to the ground

why my head is twisted up in the stars)

read me the story etched on my DNA
what i am afraid to remember i know

travel through space and time with me
but leave your space suit home

how can i spend the afternoon in a museum

when there are the flowers

and there is the sky