Really not sure where this dream came from. Though I’m not looking forward to summer heat.
We decide to hide the polar bear
In my room,
A small dorm not quite suited
To holding something so large, but
The only place we have left.
I set up a tarp
Over a pen, keep the air conditioner
On high right beside it, so that the air
Will stay trapped and cold,
Though I know not cold enough.
The bear is large, thick-coated
And warm, when we pull it in.
I touch its face, and hope
This will be very temporary.