L. B.

You entered my dreams again last night.
Its been awhile since the last time.
Funny enough, I was dreaming about something else
but I pulled us back to my apartment
back to my time.
You were surprised.

I had been in the warehouse
of my childhood with people
of my most recent growth.
When you came I knew something
had changed.
You had died.

We talked. We caught up.
Sitting in the living room
whispering to keep from waking
him up. In the water, of your house
for some ridiculous reason
your whole family had passed.

Mitch woke up,
and he could see you too.
You lied and said your "physical
manifestation had been completed".
You were always different.
Others may not have noticed it,
but you were always special.

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