Dhalgren I had a dream about you last night

[on_the_verge]

It’s morning and as you say, Welcome to a new day in your life.” It’s ” future boy” and he has arrived. Lineage through the stars, flickering lights, the vibrations of communication over copper lines, and here I am.

It was a surreal dream in a place I had never been or knew existed, but will most likely resurface in my real life soon enough. You were the wife of a successful business man and I was the artist in search of a job. (The thoughts are fading fast) You had black straight hair flowing down your back and black rimmed glasses that hid your inner spirit or at least to the unknowing souls. There was this energy about you, sultry, inviting and also forbidding. I recall being drawn to hearing your voice when I was at your office and the way you were so articulate, but carefree in your work.

The dream fades in and out from collected memory, but I did have a dream about you last night. You asked to leave a message to the sender when I arrived in California and here I am. How to reach you? I am not sure as this plane here is limited and I have long departed, save for a brief return. I am sure you will find me—you always do.

Future Boy

 

[Dhalgren]

You know...we is in the same taxi now.
~grins~












How are you?

 

[Dhalgren]

And what I mean by that..is that we are on the same coast, now.
You aren't so future, any more...heh.


My husband is a registered Lit member now..
He has been lurking and just started posting a little bit.


He is calling himself Mister Man around these parts..
Maybe he'll even pop in here to say hello to my super cool friend named Verge.

~grins~


Have a wonderful day..and hop in here soon!

 

[on_the_verge]

Future boy no more

You know...we is in the same taxi now.
~grins~












How are you?

If we are in the same taxi, why are we reaching our destination and the fare meter has not started yet?

How am I is a good question to ponder over. I have been embracing S.F. and detoxing myself from the norm. It's a way of replenishing and reaching back into your soul, no?

So, monchichi when is your next arrival?

 

[Dhalgren]

Did you just call me a monkey?
Do you mean my next arrival to Lit or to San Francisco?

Getting to San Francisco is like dreaming..
Something I like to do…but cannot predict.

I’m mostly an home~bound girl…got this home, family and life to run, you know...

I hope you are doing well..
And I hope you are sucking in every ounce of that city into your very being.


When I ever end up there again..I’ll definitely let you know.
I’d love for you to meet my humans.


Meanwhile..you’ve been pretty scarce, yourself.
Tell me what you’ve been up to.