Why do We Sleep?

To Dream

Last night I went to Denny's
A local bar where I go almost every Friday night

Last week I met a man

He is an artist with a large nose
It looked like an abstract sculpture

I stared at his nose
He smiled at me,
unperturbed

Last night my eyes focused on the Bar door
He didn't appear

Until
Later
When I went home and slept

All night he was there in the doorway
He left
And returned over and over again

Linda Zises