uninhibitid parked its asswiggled
it deep into the couch of his sleeping brain
You got this? hypnagogia asked
Me? I thought it was yoursyour
fingerprints all over it. hypnopompia
replied
Not mine.
I don’t want it.
they stuffed their
hands into their pocketsHANDS
OFF shrugged vapourised
effervescently Fizzies flavouring water
his Dreamed-self didnt have pocketswas
naked he shrugged Whell
he was asking his Dreaming-self
Whell wha
I suppose we run with it
they were left holding the
bag
three vinyl U-shaped booths
on a wall in a breakfast joint a plainclothes
detective on either end a German
Shepherd sat between them in the middle booth a police officer Officer brown
and a dog Officer BAD they
were distracted B A D
rolling through their collective vision compound
bugeyes B A D
occasionally shuddered skipped skip
stutteredthrobbed interrupted by B
I D body in a duffel that the cop nearest the door dragged in
smearing blood across the checkered linoleum floor and leaned between his booth
and theirs
Ya know what’s in there? he grumbled
Coudguess they
were speaking in one voice
I didn’t ask you to guess.
You
know what’s in the bag?
No Coud only make a guess
I can tell you.
Cant imagine why you woud
Officer BAD stuck their wet nose in Dreameds
ear Dreaming felt it in his too retreating
the Shepherd transformed into a uniformed policewoman
she smiled lasciviously and said I can be a real bitch. What’s in the duffel?
I don know
she leaned in againwhispered Let me buy you a drink.
Dreaming didnt hear she licked his earlobe
leaned back Dreaming felt her tongue on
his ear
It’s a body shot in the top of
the head, bagged. B A D B A D
B A D B A D B I D
B
A D B I D . . .
Dreamed rubbed their bugeyes Drink?
bitch whispered again
A wellprovisioned spicy Bloody
Mary very little ice Two Dreaming
smacked his lips in anticipation
You. Not him.
Then no thank you
B I D B A D B
A D B A D B A D B
I D B A D B
I D . . .
Thas enough Dreaming said as he leaned across
bitch tapped Dreamed in the chest with the back of his hand Were out of here snapped
his fingers
B A . .
anhe woke
he rubbed his head over where
uninhibitid sat where a depression in
the couch remained
. D B A D B I D skittered in his eyes then shatteredshards flashing in the sunlight vapourised
earlyAM, Saturday,
19 11. 22
1111, Saturday
Noire & Blanche You Never Told You I’ll Miss You That
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