I dreamt you scratched your name into my back
Like a tattoo of sorts
Only the blood came from your nails
Instead of a needle.
Afterward I got cat scratch fever
Like an infection of sorts
Only "cat" was spelled with a K
Instead of like tabby.
Funny how dreams come to you, or to me
In the middle of the day
So you might have time to escape
by nightfall.
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