Dream Poem 54: 1920's Bed At a night class I’m teaching, there are three students, a man on a bike and an older woman. The class is next to the canal, People have drowned there we discuss their motivation for drowning. It’s the end of term and the whole college is getting together for a ceremony. There is a bed in an office. I go for a lie down feeling tired. It is a 1920’s bed, Art Deco in colour and style ash trays in the wall next to each side. All around are sky scrapers I feel very small and insignificant.