he was struggling  and that was saying something

                                                           Its hard to put into words 

I think that’s fair to say about dreams.

Yes  Though usually I have the words

Given the dreams you’ve shared with me I would agree, but hell, I can’t even remember if I dreamed let alone what I dreamed.

Commitment

You always say . . so commitgive me what you got, maybe, again as you also say, relating what you remember will fire . a neuron. 

            stupid grin crawled across his face 

No thats your terminology I don use it

Well be that as it may, that’s what you need to fire.

Ah sciences high priest pray for me while I dig in This aint got nothing to do with a rain of fire

Awright. I’ll listen.

                   slipping back into the plastic brightyellow Adirondack chair he crossed his arms over his chestcrossed his ankles 

          then suddensittingforward he grabbed his Corona and lime by its skinny neck then sat back 

                                                                                                           To keep my mind lubricated.

Quite the dramatics

Hellyah, once you take the floor I’ll not get a word in edgewise.

No because yare listening

haltingly  he nodded 

                      looked something like a Ken doll trying to blow himself an almost there realised he didnt have a cock dirty Mattel gods  but Barbie didnt have nipples or genitalia either

 

                                                                                That’s right, I’m listening, so let’s get this show on the road. Begin. 

                             the House lights dimmed

I entered a bedroom  It wasnt mine

Three women were in bed   

They were naked postured helter skelter  their limbs overlayingentwined

I admired them 

Then a vibration from all around me I mean all around top of my headbottoms of my feet  the women began to fade to disappear  an disappearing they seemed to become gelatinous amorphic 

Then rather they became distortedhomogeneous a vague silvering  occasional punctuatedsudden white pinpoints

aquiver   

I thought to I tried not to blink prolonged my stare in hopes that perhaps my tears would scrub the distortion help me see   

They slippedslithered around the bed rose midair then ascended like smoke an roiledspread over the ceiling 

Washing down the walls they surrounded me engulfed me like jellyfish he cleared his throat    Medusozoan

I had no defenses

                   An beyond me I realised that men had no defenses  Ive never felt so helpless in my life

So you woke up, because you can, you escaped, by your lucid dreaming.

  No I didnt 

              I believe I was ingested or felt  what must be the sensation of disintegrating  Darkness enveloped me

Fade Out 

          Then I was in another dream but my dreaming-me was fraughtinvested in the earlier one  Whaever presented then was pixelated  asif viewing a painting too close up  a slurry   visual white noise 

                                                                                              We were obsessedpuzzled by the prior dream

Eventually my cat leftie leapt into bed an woke me 

JesusChrist, better pinch me . . feels like I’m dreaming. 

1432,  Thursday,  25  8. 22

1229,  Sunday,  28  8. 22

Burial  Fostercare  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vTs7KXqZRmA