Same Dream - Advance Base

You wake from the same dream

Where you get fat

& to your shock

You give birth to your old cat

Your neighbor’s snoring

Hear the parakeet

Sit by the window

& stare down at the street

Sunrise

Grey & orange streaks

Thirty more weeks

The morning train

The crush & sound

It’s seventeen stops

Before you get downtown

Your stomach’s queasy

With flashes of heat

But maybe once that belly shows

You’ll get a seat

It roars & it creaks

Thirty more weeks

You check rental listings

On your lunch at work

You could have a real house

If you just left New York

A vegetable garden

A white picket fence

Closer to mom

Reasonable rents

A happy place for childhood memories

Thirty more weeks