she came to me in a dream again
with wild scarecrow hair
biting her lower lip
eyes wide as a child’s
a lifetime ago
we were partners in mischief
disguised as suits in the daytime
headbangers after 5
it was like an elaborate joke
that no one else was in on
a conspiracy
for subversion
for world domination
they never knew what hit them
wolves in wolves’ clothing
we were the smartest people in nearly any room
and we could read each other’s minds
people assumed we were lovers
not true
the truth is we adored each other
and we invented an elaborate joke
an intricate game
that no one could have invented
and that only we could play
once in awhile
with scarecrow hair my erstwhile sister
pops in to a dream
to remind me