I had a dream

I dreamt that I had something important to say,

but

once I woke up

it was gone.

So it couldn’t have been

that important,

but

I wanted to send you a copy of my dream.

I could’ve emailed you,

you could have read it

on the way to work,

in-between Metro Sudokus.

I could’ve dictated it to SoundCloud

and you could have streamed it

through your headphones,

as you stared out of the train window

at the countryside passing.

I could’ve condensed it

to a cast of 140 characters,

perhaps.

Then afterwards

you could have forgotten it too;

we could have shared

that much.