it was like I never woke today
always finding myself in rooms
and not remembering why
fell asleep at my desk
early in the afternoon
and dreamed of the old man
he had taken the walk
and was sitting under the father tree
fingering his skin of water …
waiting …
and when he saw me
he stood and walked to me,
smiling,
close enough that I could feel his breathe,
whispering,
“Suppose. Suppose.”