I dreamed of you last night, my classmate said,
the dyke who smokes dope and consults voodoo.
I dreamed you were sitting by yourself on a bed
and your right leg, man, ended in a club foot.
Had she confused me with one of the crew—
J who graduated last year and treads
on one good leg, one wood? He writes instead
of working full-time. Publishing his first book.
What does her dream mean? Is it an omen?
A curse? A prayer? My wish-fulfillment vibe?
I’ve always stood on my two feet, took pride
in not relying on family and friends.
I’ve never seen J’s stump nor heard him describe
gimp’s benefits, so how can I understand?