coke

I was on a road. it was curved. by a big grass slope. palm springs maybe. I was going to do coke. one girl, hanan sort of, maybe a little bit ava cassados. she offered it. i was worried i wasn't feeling it at all. I was slicing tomatoes. a room. colors. things. ummmmm. a movie theatre. day turned into night. outside of wheeler. trees. the road curved up into a straight line. a lowercase u

this reminded me of one from really long ago. before high school probably. i was wading in a pool. clear empty. definately in palm spings. slopes of grass. kidney shaped pools. all shallow. japanese style bridges. there was a bomb. i had to find it so the world didn't blow up.



reminds me of yet another.
the valley. rehab or retirement home. the family all togethor. we were outlaws. we wanted to get out of this cult community thing. pools. in gates. with bridges over them. we were running up a grassy slope. to the fence. we needed to get out. into the real world. there was no comfort there. it was desolate. we needed to get out. bad guys were following us.