Autumn’s room

I see a colorful sheet hanging down as if it were a wall

paper cranes lining the ceiling

and works of art hung all about

either up with tape or with pins

I see a light that changes color while spinning in circles

I see a reflection in the mirror

but it is not my own

I see green walls that touch white

underneath the layers

and layers of posters

I see the dream catcher she put above me because she knows

what comes to me when I sleep

I see my best friend sleeping

on a mattress on the floor

I see her start to move then

slowly shift and fall back asleep.