his orders through
anxiety dreams, this moment,
telling me of driving in darkness
sleepy between two speeding cars,
as the Lotus two days back
on the dragon's tail.
lights behind him were blinding,
but blocking them obscured the tail
lights ahead. His only thought,
and words to me, "How am I
gonna get off this road??"
His dream ended in his pulling
into a quiet construction site: seeded straw,
red dirt hill, two guys at a distance, "an almost-
familiar shell of a building," and earth movers.