Dreams, or Selling

I’ve never had a selling dream before

but last night Bill Hadar from Saturday Night Live

(I don’t know him) arranged for me to meet a woman

who could sell anything and he brought me to

her office where she was wearing a wild brown and black

dress short  Brooklyn hair style as though she were an

intellectual musician she said Of Course without reading

even one word and then I got worried about what

I would give her that she could sell and said

How About a Poem and she gave me a look that I’d

like to describe, right here.