this afternoon i was having a dream i was having sex with someone. i don't know who he was, as in, he was a stranger, not that he was unrecognizable; so a stranger in the bed i was sleeping in, in the light and time of day, as though i were awake

i don't know who he was but, not very keen on him, i made him disappear and the feelings remained

all around that the dreams were fragmented and strange