There was a time
when you stood in my dreams most nights
like it was me
who was out of place
your words so clear
but when I woke up
they had always melted
months went by
before I realized you were gone
I still think about you
such an interesting face
my night ghost
perhaps an old husband
or a son
in my next life
strange to miss someone
who has no space
in my memory
I listened as well as I could
but the current of sleep
erased your words
I’m sorry for that
though I don’t know where
to say it.