"The Dream"
"Someone approaches to say his life is ruined
and to fall down at your feet and pound
his head upon the sidewalk.
Blood spreads in a puddle, and you, in a weak voice,
plead with those nearby for help.
Your life takes on his desperation.
He keeps pounding his head.
It is you who are fated.
And you fall down beside him.
It is then you are awakened.
The body gone.
The blood washed from the ground.
The stores lit up with their goods."