i used to dream
when i was young
of a white bedroom
in heaven.
it looked like the master bedroom
at the old house
but white
and with a bunk bed
in the middle.
and i was on the bottom bunk
i think
and you were on the top
and we would talk
like real sisters.
and who cared
if we were alive
or dead
i didn't even know
but we were sisters.
and i didnt have to miss you
anymore.
-jb
