Waking Finnegan

“We are such stuff as dreams are made of, and our whole life is rounded with a sleep” ~ Shakespeare

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Sunday, February 13, 2005

Pompeii Dream


Trying to wipe the bathroom mirror in some high school like gymnasium---too fogged up from steamy showers running---need to see my face---it's no longer stubble but instead adolescent peachfuzz mug---can't see my new baby face propped on older body. But then, 'Oh Jesus, what is this?' I feel my neck and there are thick metal stitches all around and my heart flapping from terror cause I'm thinking of Frankenstein's monster (Karloff version) and wonder if I've got any other telltale signs---like squared-off head or neck bolts---but nothing, only the stitches. But now I'm antsy to get them out and so start feeling for where 'the doctor' had sutured. But they are seamless and zipper-like and I realize they're permanent.

Teaching a painting class full of elderly folks all sitting on some sort of hyper-mosaic floor like Pompeii or Herculaneum---my instructions (only vaguely clear to me) being that they are to 're-arrange' the floor into something new---together as a team---but I'm realizing now that this floor has some significant archeological importance; that I'm doing something terribly wrong-headed here. But I can't stop them now---they are like excited children absorbed and so I don't have the heart to stop them and I'm thinking 'This is real life today!' and 'They're so happy!' but I'm terribly conflicted---pacing around the displaced tiles.

Making chocolate Easter bunnies, oh boy! But wait, these are not supermarket ones, but instead half hard-core 69/fellatio/cunnilingus postition bunnies. I'm in an industrial kitchen filling finely crafted and detailed metal molds with brown and white chocolate---the heads are normal child-seducing happy dark brown buck-toothed chocolate Easter bunny sort, but below innocent bunny heads are variations of x-rated positions in manifold flesh tones that I'm mixing together along with an array of food coloring in a paint box---Now I'm guffawing at the absurdity in my dream and wake up laughing too.

4 Comments:

Blogger karma said...

Happy V Day honey :))

5:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

chocolates and roses for your noses

6:23 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I-) I-) I-)

7:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like the porno chocolate bunnies.I should think that I might wake up guffawing too.

Ridiculously funny.

7:21 AM  

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