Friday, August 29, 2014


no dreams.
trying to figure out what goes wrong that loops back into me to zero out how you can feel.
not that it sticks.

dreams of swarms of bees. looking out the screen door, two to five bees hovering around each person, stinging. some people's faces turning purple and fat. little girl laying down in turtle position right outside the door, so I yell as hard as I can at the bees and it weakens them and I bring the girl inside. my "bedroom" is a full house with tons of people hanging out, watching tv, socializing.

homer Simpson is there with a red beard.

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