Kate—it seems like
whenever
I dream—
my blocky and indistinct
ungainly dreams—not only
are you
always in them;
but inevitably—
co-opting!
writing—and charitably
redirecting
the filmy things—
with all your shapely
graceful
wherewithal
and its—
often uncanny
supple ability—
to curve
and soften
my macho
and intermittent
roars and explosions
into something
much more
like—believable dialogue.