I Woke Up Sweating Again
I had a dream a that me and you,
you and I went down state to an ancient prison
which looked a lot more like a castle
so much so that the tourists flocked their in fanny packs
gawking at all the barred windows.
We strolled around mocking other people
and giggling like conspirators, just like normal,
then you said you could feel it so we went to the darkest part
of the prison and a ghost ran past us.
It yelled, “hurry before they come back.”
You turned smiling and said, “it touched me,
so I have some of its memories”.