Dreams take me places I can’t find on the map. They
Rev up during naps, and by bedtime, are at full throttle.
Last night I took a flight to a place of mystery where I
Happened to see an old room-mate from Fresno State.
I couldn’t wait to catch up, but he kept turning away
As though to say he preferred not to remember that we
Both dated Liza and that I had won. Before he disappeared
Into the setting sun, I wanted to tell him that he had won.
Laughing to myself here, loving the surprise ending, and always, your wordplay
Love the irony of who "won"😘