I had dreams for ten years, 2 or 3 a year featuring a girl I knew in high school and Silhen looks like her. In my dreams the girl I had a crush on when I was a mute kid, she taught me How to be good and what girls like. The Girl I Knew was Puerto Rico, but New-Urican. New York Caribe. She was polite with me. One time she helped me adjust a tie around my collar for some kind of field trip.
“Totem Animal” (sonnet)
by Matthew Knaub, SG @silhen
Remind the dreams, dear phantom spirit guide!
She taught me how to win woman’s desire.
...and came my dream to brush away the tide
of the crushes that besmirched your boy ‘aspire.
As a soul, she’d told me what is proper.
Blessed my heart! ...never asked that I’d succumb.
Her soul and stance, humbled to operate-
Over the years she made your boy less-dumb.
Not a love song; just poem-ing a memory...
reoccurring girlfriend dream been good to me.
My dream girl wished a prince arise from ashes
“dream” looked like Silhen’s... lips, nose and lashes.
Latin eyes? “...lay it down and just be kind.”
“Girl’d love his treasured mind t’ave heart and spine.”