Fragments
Posted in Dreams. on 11/04/2010 10:16 pm by DevonDriving in the car while my friend’s neighbor steals from her. Why do we keep stopping? I keep wishing you’d just stop the car and sit in the backseat with me. But you keep making jokes I don’t understand. Please let me go back to sleep. It’s so warm and I can’t stay awake much longer.
I think we were walking from a football game. Or something. And a party in a restaurant with video games. We were with some other person I don’t recognize. You handed me a flask and I refused, but still I felt included. I don’t even really know you.
The answers I found in the dark didn’t help. We tried speaking but ended only in passing poetry through clumsy accidents. You tried so hard to impress me, I just couldn’t get it. You’d match me in an obvious sort of way, and it’s easy to see how much I’d adore you. You’re an odd character to come up, as it seems I don’t dream up people like you. It’s not in my nature.
