dream 01

go and marinate on that for a minute 

and all that endures 

i must of dreamt the prequel before, for tonight i remembered, in dream, of having been in a house that looked over a deep cliff and i found myself trapped in this dark house. the shower was nearly the whole room with an entire floor to ceiling wall that was a glass and you could look upon land that, at night, appeared as the sky with stars, or airplanes, that glisten across a dark expanse. i was locked in this room and felt foggy or murky, as one does attempting to remember the dream, only i felt like this in the dream. and then i was naked, in the dark, lit only by the notes coming from the houses, or the stars, or the airplanes, at the bottom of the cliff, and i was showering. the water arrived from over head, and then i went to another shower at the other end of this long bathroom. i layed down on the wet tile and allowed my eyes to close. the next thing i remember is being awakened by a husband and wife. they were quite taller in age, quite stout in size. they were menacing and informed me that i had been in drift for a few days now. i was frightened, wanting mama. 

now tonight was an event, a sort of brightly lit stadium event, that i was attending with my mama and sister and the family of a friend i wasn’t particularly fond of in high school. to my petrification, a coldness sweeping through my body, so were invited to this event the couple that i had woken up to as i lay cold naked and wet on the tile floor of their shower. they had the same faces, they were the same tonight as the other night; the woman, a brunette and quite short, the man taller with white hair and a beard that came to a point. i felt as if i had to evade their grasp, i felt as though i could not escape them. i hide behind a fern plant, as i did in kindergarten. 

at some point, i find myself in a grocery store somewhere in the north (maybe ohio, indiana, new hampshire..) with my mama and sister. we were frantic but now i cannot quite put my finger on why. i believe it was related to the feeling of needing to evade the grasp of the couple. we were wearing masks so clearly pandemic continues in dream. in my hands, not in a cart, i brought over several sweet potatoes and other root vegetables as my mama and sister went to the car. but i had no money so i asked the cashier to hold on to the vegetables from the earth as i went and got some money. we were driving a blue pickup truck. i got in and sat between my mama and sister and my mama drove around the parking lot of the strip mall, which was unnecessary and felt manic. regardless, i jumped out and went back into the grocery store where the cashier had changed faces. the cashier asked if i would like to be entered into a raffle to win a bottle of wine. i responded that i would and i wrote my mama’s name and email on the paper that he slid to me under the unnecessary sheet of clear acrylic that is meant to prevent my breath from entering his breath space and vice versa.