i had a dream i tried
to walk all the way to your house.
i never made it, i just
ended up where i had
started again.
but i walked like the dead,
arms outstretched,
as if my heart felt so sure
it knew where to find you.
but my mind doesn't.
it only knows what it knows,
the heart invents.

just as i invented the way to your house,
i invented you.
i had a dream, i tried to chase you
in a crowd.
your face, always turned and not quite
in view.
i never found you,
never even saw you,
as if my heart was so sure it was you.
my mind does not know your face.
my heart invented an identity.

what i'm saying is that seeking you
seems natural to it,
my heart, i mean.
but i don't know you.
i'm not sure if i want to.
your heart does not look for me.