Surrealism 1

 

Surrealism 1

Recently, I have been having that recurring dream where all my teeth fall out.

The experts say it is all to do with sexual frustration, but it isn’t that.

The bogeyman lives in the wardrobe.

He is the American dentist to Aslan.

Chased by a traffic of spiders.

Riding cockroaches.

Hermann’s screechy violin music plays.

William Friedkin writes.

I am the strange person,

Looking in the mirror,.with no teeth,

and a three legged cat,waiting to be fed.

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