Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Motorcycle dream

No brakes
Baltimore
Black Ghetto
Ah shit
Calling my brother for help at the end of the dream
I did not want to do that
dream logic is there any
I wonder why {I}* put the dream setting in the ghetto of baltimore
North charles st up around North Avenue
long down hill
bike would not start looking for a hill to coast down to get it started
Pennsylvannia avenue
a black man on a motorcycle
wearing a suit that kind of looked like a knights armor
a helmet with a slit in it for the eyes
big tires on his bike but not a chopper

when I went around that corner and went for the brakes but there were none, and I cried out ahhhh shit



fear in baltimore

and I woke up thinking about the Dickens novel
and jimboloco
and my brother in laws aunt
and thrift shops
and lives in boxes of donations
awards and comendations
of a life times achievements
detritus of careers donated to to thrift shops

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{I}*
I say I, but is I, the unconscious dreamer, the artist that directs my dreams