Hell Horse

I had a dream.
about you.
You were riding a horse.
The horse was on fire.

I woke up early.
laid in a bed.
ignored my phone.
existed under ceiling. 

life is funny.
and I laugh.
at its pitch-black, gallows humor.
I can be evil, too.

what came first?
the evil or me?
maybe my feet.
cheesy as they are.