i dreamt you died

i dreamt you died
with the bitter still in your teeth

i dreamt you died
with the bitter still in your teeth
and the slightly rancid smell of your futility filling the spaces
and the spaces between the spaces

i dreamt you died
with the bitter still in your teeth
and the slightly rancid smell of your futility filling the spaces
and the spaces between the spaces
all bloated with a parchedness that
no pinprick could release

i dreamt you died
then woke to realise

you had