In my dreams last night
I was late for work
A passenger in my coworker's car
We were running late
And new to the area
He almost took the wrong ramp
"No! That one!" I said, as I pointed to the left
He swerved just in time to change lanes
Before the ramp split into two yawning arcs

But we were going too fast
He couldn't hold the curve
And we flew over the edge
Falling some 800 feet
(This number was verified in my dream,
By whom, I don't know)
And landing on all four tires, still driveable.
I thought, "What are the chances?"

And later, at work, as a nurse
I dropped a baby, my baby
And watched in terror
As she fell several stories
Landing without injury
Placed safely back in my arms

And now, awake
Joe calls from Houston
He can't drive back today
He needs another transfusion
His third in three weeks
As I get ready for my writer's group
And plan tomorrow night's dinner
Telling myself that everything
Will be okay.