You frightened me
poking your head
up from the floorboards
your finger over your lips
preventing my outcry;
you whispered and gestured
pointing downwards,
saying you were listening
to the serious speakers
and comments among attendees
of a gala event taking place
right under our noses
in the basement.
I'd forgotten the celebration
half-admired your brash sense
of privilege, but wonder why,
friend for years,
you entered my dreams
as a chimera.

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