Reflections on a flashback (a poem)

Thinking about why I put some things together in the same poem…

I think I put the two together
because she liked to have the TV on as she fell asleep

something I used to do before we got married
a habit I’ve fallen back into since we got divorced

When TV shows feed into my dreams
everything gets conflated and confused

I don’t know what’s real and what’s the dream
and what’s the episode I was watching at the time

It’s almost academic now
what I remember or forget beside the point

because I may or may not
see that episode again

(10 December 2016)