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Tuesday 4:59 A.M.

The whole itinerary set in dream:
bags packed, canary fed, news cancelled,
keys left with a friend.
The door's secured against

But at the curb packed tight with cars,
where's yours?

Suddenly awake, it won't help
to go outside and look for the actual
white Toyota with its simple shine
under streetlights.
Your dream was car-less.
Did you forget to change the oil?
What daylight details
could convey your car away

Asleep or awake
you'll never find it.
At five a.m. you'll lie
in twisted sheets
forever rolling
without wheels.

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