Another Dream (Covid)

(I don’t usually remember my dreams. I do now.)

I am driving again.  I still don’t like

driving.   Stick shift silver car

not new  I drive to the Bronx to a street that feels

like I’ve been there many times.  I grew up

in Connecticut not the Bronx but maybe

I once knew someone well who lived

on that street entirely familiar apartment buildings

and after I park the car walk for a while up and down

the street  I try to remember

what it was that I knew.