I dreamed of the old man
being shocked that I was in the bathroom.
Who the old man was
is a curious question.

I didn’t seem to belong in the house
and the old man did
or maybe he used to.

Maybe neither of us belonged there now
both interlopers
neither understanding
how to explain the other’s presence
in the place.

It was weird
but that’s not a particularly compelling assessment
in relationship to dreams
so I think I may now be about ready
to go back to sleep.