sp3ktr:
Day 206 of pool party dreams. As i subjugate
subconscious to submerge my desire at the subatomic level, my psilocybin
etched mind travels to recurring dreams of fabulous parties. I flit
like a fairey chasing the dripping honey dew from dawns moist lips,
traveling through halls of hot tubs and shallow pools. I reenact my role
i often play in real life, pouring drinks for the parched, getting a
lighter so you can smoke a bowl, and delighting you with my sparkling
wit and undeniable charm. The dreams subside as dawn breaks and i wake
with the salty sweat memories in my mouth. What is your interpretation
of my dream?