In the dream I had about you
my name was your new tattoo
but when I pushed up your sleeve
I saw there was more
than just me
In the dream I understood
in the way good dreamers should.
Awake I wondered again
about these other men.
Because it seems
such a favor to me
you keep me company
if that's not weird to say.
I said it anyway.
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