dreams

look what i found.
i hope you can read it.

this was an artist statement i had
with a gallery that i was once a part of.

dreams.
apparently they matter to me.

apparently they’ve been talking to me a long long time.

i started bone sighs at the end of my 40th year.
and now at the beginning of my 60th,
i am setting them down.
because of a dream.

when i read this, i just kinda stopped.
the tears welled up in my eyes.

there’s a cathedral inside of me.
i’m headin’ in to go find out more about it.

and i think it needs to be quiet
for me to really do that.

i feel so incredibly lucky.