I had a dream in the middle of the night 

of nappy hair in powder blue light

I was at a party, or maybe the mall

Or someplace that made no sense at all

But any way, she wore kinky hair, 

an inked nightgown,

and her pet snake's name was Honey Brown

We spoke of healing, and getting issues resolved

While we turned up on air not on alcohol

(This poem is unfinished

Will complete in a few hours)

T.C