you bring
the dead alive
in dreams.
you put flesh back
on their bones.
eyes where
they need to be.
you hang a hat
on their head,
stuff them
into overcoats
and shoes,
you make them
whole again.
you cry for them
and they
seem sympathetic
to your plight,
your settled sorrow,
having to miss
those you've loved
and doing this
night after
night after night.
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