Friday, September 18, 2009

# 9 Dream

"Was it in a dream, was it just a dream?"

I have no idea why, but I rarely dream anymore. This one was weird.

A Velvet gig was going to happen. The bar was right around the corner. I kept thinking to myself, "I don't know if we start at 8 or 8:30?" (This is preposterously too early for any gig, but dreams contain both the sublime and the ridiculous.) I looked up at a clock and saw that it was 10:20 something. Boy, am I late. I kept thinking I need to just grab my amp and guitar and zoom into the club.

Scence change.

A long ago girlfriend is lying in bed. The cover is white and is pulled up to her neck. She shivers.

"Are you cold?"

She nods yes.

I crawl into bed and then my mind goes to the gutter: she is nude underneath those covers.

Poof. The alarm goes off and it's time to get ready for work.

Just when the dream was getting good.



primalscreamx said...

That one happens to me all the time. I think it means I left my car keys in my coat pocket.

Tor Hershman said...

Life is less than a dream .