Dream

I had a very vivid dream in which hundreds lived inside this tiny place--its wood was old and soaked. My roommate was a Moby-wannabe DJ who had a black girlfriend with scotch tape around the four smaller toes on her left foot. A bridge and a dock out back.

What woke me up today.

There're Spanish speaking women stuck in my walls. I don't know that language so I don't know if they want me to help them.

They might be cursing, pulling at the powder-easy walls, getting at whoever. Guilt is one of those long-lasting drags, but today I rubbed it off like cheap sunblock.