One night, in my dream,
Mike Tyson asked
if I wanted to box with him,
real boxing.
I said,
no need.
My home is a boxing ring
where punches happen every day
with her.
Tyson laughed
and disappeared.
Another night,
a monkey asked
if I wanted to visit the zoo
to see him.
I said,
no need.
My partner hasn’t been to the zoo
for a long time.
She says she sees monkeys
every day
in the house.
The monkey laughed
and disappeared.
One night,
a gardener called
and asked
if I would like to plant good dreams.
I said,
thanks.
I already have the seeds.
I got them
while procrastinating.



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