Old Friend

The top half is white and khaki

colored. The bottom half is well tailored and

black and leather.

I never can do the worst thing in my dreams. My back just

stiffens and my hands get like

foreign on their old spots where they weren’t enough.

The days is foreign like us legionnaires, we have this

weird sickness. What sees us

shopping what sees us agree.

Like where am I in all of this?

It is nice to see us agree in the dream. You’re dressed like a horse rider.

Here in little hell a(n) hundred’s thing and

The worst thing is missing.