losing track of time already—
dates become meaningless
words more meaningful
          I am
the prototype to all that will come
          after me

DREAM: my dream self rises slowly
and sneaks off to call the police
because it spotted my other dream self
sneaking off to do something illegal.
am I that strict with everyone?

In London, she waits to hear
from her lover.
her recently delivered ultimatums
have had their desired effect.
during this acceptance period,
   she waits
      and plans an alternate future.

London. fog has decided to stay.
                    she cannot begin to agree
                    with him.

Night moves in on fog.
holds her cigarette as if waiting for
someone expected to liberate her.

The muse has left the building.