i dreamed i was working on an album

it was a collaborative effort
and I had three pieces
maybe
maybe it was just lyrics though
because then
then I was performing them
and it was poetry
and
there was a concrete element
so I was collecting large crystals
and soaking yellow raisins in wine
figuring out
overhead projection
the raisins were
representing friends
and i wasn't sure that it wasn't
just a little gimmick-y
maybe
maybe this last poem wasn't any good
I wrote it at the last minute
for the album
and it was
repetitive
and
more pop-y I guess
I was worried
and it seemed such a serious exhibition


then there was travel
and people
and I woke up
tired