imaginethat.

i dreamt this,
i'm surprised i remember it.

i imagined i was high. i'm not sure off what.
perhaps weed. maybe something stronger.
i was in an elevator, and someone asks,
"bean, what do you feel like?"

i say:

faceless...
shapeless..

nameless,
shameless...

painless.

but also afraid cuz'
this feeling
is but
temporary.

and soon i will
return to that space
of destitution i tried
so desperately to escape,

in the first place" .....

i spoke slow,
as if words could somehow
lose effect, or even their
meaning if i wasn't gentle with them.
i'm not sure if it was
me in the dream...
or someone with my face
as a place keeper of sorts.

i never remember dreams,
they always seem to retract
back into imagination at my
futile attempts of recollection.

i wonder what that means.