For Wallace Stevens

By Jean Jones

thanks to carlos

I had a dream last night
similar to dreams I’ve been having
in which I’ve been watching how the mechanisms of life unfold.
I’ve had dreams of a city where a man who wants to be my lover
keeps following me to take my picture.
I pose for him to take a picture but I don’t want to sleep with him
so he sleeps with a homeless man instead.

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