WHO WERE YOU WITH LAST NIGHT? : a mischievous meditation on the amuse-bouches of the subconscious
Imagine being able to preserve
The patchwork of delectable people
Who wander, uninvited,
Through your vivid maze of dreamscapes
Like appetizers of
Alternative dimensions!
The unpleasant ones would, naturally,
Be sent to ferment among each other
In the compost heap.
Who were you with last night?
