dreams - May 11, 2006
The floorplan of the apartment is set on a stage
the front wall is windows with a dutch door
the windows are open
the dutch door is open
with a window and back door
and the living room on the left
with an arch leading to the hall
blond and thick
bubbling with good nature
he greets me with a kiss
where were you earlier
I'm here now
that's not an answer
I'll help you get ready
a gypsy and a server follow me in
with a colorful scarf
filled with magic
the server carries a fancy cake stand
with a handle on top
filled with flowers
the gypsy sets up in the living room
the server sets up in the kitchen
the gypsy has disapeared into the corner
the server stands naked in the kitchen
police at the door
we are warning everyone
there is a serial killer on the loose
the gypsy is gone
the server is crying on the floor
she is hidding knives
amoungst the flowers
why
I need them
they are worthless
I am not stealing them
they will not protect you
the serial killer's face is framed
in the kitchen's back window
lay down
we do
I hold the naked girls hand
our eyes are closed
he kisses her
and slits her throat
he kisses me
and takes my life
the front wall is windows with a dutch door
the windows are open
the dutch door is open
enter the front door
and see the kitchen on the rightwith a window and back door
and the living room on the left
with an arch leading to the hall
blond and thick
bubbling with good nature
he greets me with a kiss
where were you earlier
I'm here now
that's not an answer
I'll help you get ready
a gypsy and a server follow me in
a gypsy to read cards
a server to attend the table
the gypsy carries a bindle stick
with a colorful scarf
filled with magic
the server carries a fancy cake stand
with a handle on top
filled with flowers
the gypsy sets up in the living room
the server sets up in the kitchen
the gypsy has disapeared into the corner
the server stands naked in the kitchen
police at the door
we are warning everyone
there is a serial killer on the loose
the gypsy is gone
the server is crying on the floor
she is hidding knives
amoungst the flowers
why
I need them
they are worthless
I am not stealing them
they will not protect you
the serial killer's face is framed
in the kitchen's back window
lay down
we do
I hold the naked girls hand
our eyes are closed
he kisses her
and slits her throat
he kisses me
and takes my life


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