Shoes that Fit

to graduate in my 
dream i must find
my shoes they have
already been bought
to match this fancy
dress i pull on not my unusual
style...white with
some lime green decorations
almost a work of art but it fits
finally today i found my shoes
put the final touches on my
story looked again into that
mirror and pressed print
now it sits numbered two sided
ready to be copied and sent
for last editing these shoes
are not comfortable, merely mine
somehow they match this
strange shiny new
outfit refit unfit retrofit 
fit fit.


night i dreamt… a guy
letting his feet be rolled
up into a car window and
then having to have them
cut off later in the
wee hours a new dream
said, ‘you can’t be cut off
because life is eternal ala
the Long Island Medium who
gives messages from dead
loved ones because they
continue to be around and
connected, still today
i feel uneasy, like crying
i have been a dream worker
so i take time out, do
mundane chores searching
for what i’m trying to tell
myself, maybe something i
don’t want to hear here
in the isolation of Maine
where friends do not live
and freeze causes life to
take place indoors away
from the trees and wild
animals that feed my soul
i wait like a beached whale
for spring for a new year
renewal to find my way in
a world that finds me too
old to be of use and too
young to die i wait for
what i know is here dreaming