In my dream we go into a big musical number. I’m disappointed that it includes the usual ogling.

In my dream I’m intrigued by the densely knitted dresses and wire crowns at the trunk sale now that I can handle them, but I’ve waited too long and every item I see is part of someone else’s order.

In my dream we are defeated and in retreat across the rooftop lawns. As each Doctor leaves the world people sprawl in increasing crass ignorance. The meth has taken a toll on him.

In my dream “lashing the last cavity”.

In my dream I’m getting a ride with the cartoonist whose long legs straddle the tiny vintage car he drives. How we are going to share the two narrow leather seats I don’t know.

In my dream I’m shoeless in the coffee shop so I quickly order a toasted corn muffin with butter. I see the guy brandish it by the cash register in the location across the street, but once I get there every single staffer has some kind of banter meaning that in all of our joking my frustration builds. It’s crowded, friendly, mocking.

In my dream: distance, benevolence and something like a dog.

In my dream I fly across the field using breath of fire.later we sort hats and J colors in the couch with a Cheeto.

In my dream a soft voice begins and remains.

In my dream the furred orange column of times I’ve cried marks the end of the field.