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i said i never remember. she said i'll remember if i wanted to. this week i've had three so far. she said i need to write it down or else i'll forget.


i entered s.'s house knowing she's the only one home. it doesn't look like s.'s but i know it well and go straight to the master bedroom. i leave my backpack on the armchair across from the bed and change into my shorts, as if i'm there to stay. she walks out of the shower with her towel around her, not really caring if i see her body. she's surprised to see me, doesn't look mad or angry though. sort of indifferent maybe. she's drying herself as the mexican maid walks in. i spring to my feet thinking it's her mom and i'm relieved to find out i'm wrong. she is there to tell her she's leaving with her kids. ( her three kids followed her into the room ) once she's gone i realize i need to leave ( not sure why ). once out of the bedroom she closes the door behind me, she's fully naked now. i knock on the door as i remember i left my stuff inside, she doesn't quite open the door, i let myself in, assuring her i'm just pickin up my backpack. i leave the room.

on my way down the stairs i hear people walkin up. it's s. and her two sons and a few others i don't recognize. there's an odd old guy talkin to a young girl next to him, two of them leading the crowd. they reach upstairs. someone from the crowd walks me out, noone's really payin that much attention to me. dance music starts inside as i'm walking out. i can still hear the music even though the door is shut behind me as i step on the street.it's a busy street in daytime. s.'s house has a big wood door with gold bearings on it. now the music is really loud. i step inside again. this time i'm in a big hall, dancing girls are performing in the middle and many are standing by the walls around watching them. i stand by the door. i notice her right behind me, she's wearing a plain black dress. our eyes meet but we don't talk. she's staring at me as i leave.

i can't recall when the last time was when i saw her so vividly in my dreams, but then i have no recollection of my dreams. i'll take this in with me tonight.

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3 Comments

what were you somking when you wrote this down?

you see the same dream over and over in a week?

reminds me of six feet under

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