I was in Asia staying with newfound friends
It was the future – soft light warmed everything
Sounds and sites of vegetables simmering in pots were everywhere
I shaved part of my head making it easier to wear wigs and put on disguises
Wearing this bizarre 1970s motorcycle helmet, white with red racing stripes
The stress of being in these new surroundings was so exciting it made me vomit
A cute calico befriended me, always looking like they were going to speak – they never did of course, just kept purring, following me, or were they guiding me?
I found you in a scrapped-out airstream, told you I loved you being my best friend
We cried a little, it wasn’t sad, just being there with each other was good – for the first time in a long while I felt like myself
It took a dream, waking from sleep on the couch in pain, being transported to feel like me, if even for a moment again.