he clapped his handssaid aloud Spot on 

                                            that to the director the art director of his dreams

he knew he was waking could hear birds but continued hanging around in his old apartment his old haunt forcing their hand lucid dreaming to on the sperm of the dreamedmoment  go one step furthur  

they he did not disappoint him them

he was keeping in the kitchen dining area a tall nearly to the ceiling column aquarium in murky not dirty organic water two gelatinous fish see-through pretty coloured organs

when he came up to the glass often placed his hand on it theyd appear always the same above first then the other below seemed to him a symbiosis a neighbour lived above him 

                                                                   it wasnt accidental the fish came to the glass they were awareknew each other 

the birds voices were becoming louder

   a silent god he indicated he wasnt satisfied he thought the fish were phenomenal

More

he felt the vibration off their collaboration 

                                           angst it agitated the water in the aquarium

they encouraged him to open the top to the tank

Now yare thinking

he did as directed

                   then adlibbing went into the livingroom and sat in his precious leather horsehair overstuffed armchair a small table beside it where he placed books he was reading kept a ceramic coaster he set his liquor glass coffee cup on

Brilliant

the fish emerged floated in the air to him around him nuzzled his cheeks neck relaxed on his shoulder as he read 

they felt like talcum on his skin 

the birds became raucous 

                           but just before he woke he was removed  found himself sitting outdoors in a sun chair a tiny bird alighting on the base of his thumb sipping water from the hollow between two tendons leading to his wrist   

it looked like a feathered fairy shrimp 

Drat

   he woke

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