last night i had the strangest dream
i met the boy who raped you
i wanted to be turned black and blue
but both my arms were stuck
and then i met you, i haven't seen you in years
but in my dream i met you, and i found you in tears
i couldn't tell if your tears were from crying or from loving
i didn't have the courage or dignity to ask
i didn't know whether to comfort you or walk along
i hesitated for a short while and then i ran away