Last night, I dreamt nudity in a crowded airport of selfies
and security cameras on walls.
I haven’t seen you for a while, said clerk of strawberry
blond hair and Mona Lisa smile.
I couldn’t chitchat with a lovely girl who looked song
familiar like Crimson & Clover.
I had to make flight into outer space naked or I couldn’t
board Fantasy Island plane.
With so many clothed people chasing after me, I ran like a
panicky pony.
I woke up gasping for air in The South Bronx nearby The
Bronx Zoo
I went back to sleep to find and fly Freedom from N.Y
nightmares.
Like a hungry babe left in the woods, I thirst for a new
reality.
What did I eat last night, Mr. Sigmund Freud?
I saw War Horse.
LOL
I finish writing this in the morning song background of
Knocking On Heaven’s Door
Daniel Angel Aponte departed 1993 from head injuries. Dream
Murals For The South Bronx Of America http://kissmybigfatad.blogspot.com
DAAD 2014 Copyrighted as if that going to stop theft of
dreams
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