Just now, middle of the night, early morning I scribble this down, woke from a dream, vivid so vivid,

Not just the images of practice cake and map and cousins from long ago,

No no, not just that, but also the emotion of seeing them, of what an old friend would say and how that would feel,

How is it I feel those emotions in the middle of sleeping in the middle of the night,

And then I wonder how do I feel, when I’m asleep in the middle of the night, then I wonder,

Do you feel when you dream in the middle of the night?