i haven't retained my dreams past waking
something
about a grocery store
something
but
last night
i was my sister
and you were your brother
and we were in a room
but we weren't alone
and you're all like:
hey, what's wrong with you
and i'm all like:
see that guy over there, he's my gynocologist
and it's making me uncomfortable to see him here
there was weed smoking going on in the room
[for the record, i would never have a male gyno-- eeeww]
this guy seemed like a used car salesman
and there was some reason
i'd had to find one quick
and he'd been it
but i wasn't comfortable with him
especially not socially
so
i looked at you
and you were different
than you look
you, or your brother, rather
looked like this guy
and when i went looking for pictures
this was the first one i found
which is some bizarre synchronicity
so i include it here
anyway
maybe we were smoking weed
or maybe not
but we did this thing
where we breathed into each other
and
it tasted
like
butter
does that seem right
