My aggressive hunger for something that I wanted
appeared in a dream as a huge brown bear,
with deep, thick fur, chasing after me.
He was especially big around, like a large barrel shape.
Trying to escape,
I ducked left from the pathway
through a gray steel doorway into a small room.
But the heavy metal door was left wide open,
and something kept me
from getting back to close it.
Rob Taylor lives in Wellfleet and is the author of Ads for Simplicity (2013).
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