She Dreams Unwanted Dreams
Created | Updated Jul 7, 2007
She dreams unwanted dreams.
She asks: what are they for?
I say, tell me.
So she does.
It takes a long time.
I sigh.
Well, look at it this way: There you are, monsters everywhere, nobody to help,
Or no help you want to pay for.
So,
You put on your white suit/your black suit,
Pick up your lance/your sword/your AK47,
And you go to work.
Monsters dead at your feet.
Cool.
You wake up.
Big mistake. Stay asleep a little longer.
Turn your head, see that hill over there? Climb it.
On the other side, people are having a picnic.
They've saved you the best piece of poppyseed cake.