Strange Dreams

You tipped me over
to drink the sand pouring out of my blouse

Weren't you just telling your sons
not to eat sand?

I'm a sandy person
always doing headstands on the beach
I could be a sundial
or an hourglass

My time is your time

In an earlier dream
you pinned me down to kiss me
I woke tangled in the cover alone

You were somebody else

We're like clockwork figures doing our dance
sometimes I'm me and sometimes you are