I dreamt
that my hands
were eggplants large
and purple
shiny like
new shoes.
My task
was to build
a house for my
grand-daughter's
little dolls.
Oh God, why?
I fumbled with tools
and tried simply
to push pieces
together.
In the end
I wept
and awoke
without tears
heartbroken
but whole.
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