| she walks in like ursula shes got living sad crustacean lipstick seal oil with black slug she spits it out and a squid grabs her from the drain pulls her in by her neck its beak drills holes in her face shes terrified walks out of the red bathroom at the overlook hotel and takes a bath to find a man in a space suit who tastes like bubbles and crayon gerber cottonseed man that nigger grows ice creem dock plants a dogwood in a trumpet flute this made sense three seconds ago why doesnt it now its because i started thinking about it im so tired but i want to type my dream theyres a pillow on my mouse pad ill rest in the clouds drift in drift out and you can tell when im more consious and not ------------------------ i want to find my freind from somewere like achorage i lost her address in that dream were i told her "lets see if i hold on to youre paper tight enough it will come out of my mind and be there when i wake up from this dream lets see if freindship is strong enough to withstand passing through another demension through my brain and out my eyes when they are not closed" i promised id write to her can they be connected? dreams and reality? i always know for sure and hope they are but then i wake up i have daja vu alot theyres two worlds out theyre one inside my head and one outside but they go at different speeds so the one in my brain is faster and when the outside world catches up to me i have nothing to worry about its when my mind knows more than i do thats when i worry gears of pictures a mysterious garden vines hold |