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Dancing in the Piglight
I took some antihistamine
Because everything just hurt too much
And I needed to feel like everything was okay long enough to loose grip
And there i was
In this dream
You lived in a New Orleans style
Old house and I had come over to
Borrow a spotlight made from a pighead
Called the 'pig light '
It's a pigs head w a grip coming out its mouth
There's a spot light where the neck stops
Built into the head. When you pull the trigger to shine the light
It looks like a pig eating a gun
No one can see you when the lights on
You came outside w dirty laundry or a pile of your clothes crying
You dumped the clothes into the open trunk of one of the man rusted out cars in the large front yard shrouded in weeping willows
I asked if I could borrow the pig light
Then I was a ghost i thought
I flailed in the yard with the pig light
The weird tourists couldn't see me
Dancing with the pig light
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I thought I was a ghost
I got done moving and went inside to see why you were crying
I felt my way through the dark chaotic cluttered house
I got under some covers and listened:
Your roommate looked like young Joan Jett. You asked HER why she was crying
Joan Jett said because he hit me
Both of you moved over to where I was under the covers. And continued your conversation talking back and forth from opposite sides of the bed or covers pile.
I fidgeted and coughed. I made sounds like I was waking up. Was I?
Apparently I was not a ghost, and you thought noticed I was there and that maybe I had been sleeping there.
You affectionately pulled back the covers
'Is this where you want to be?'
Then I woke up 'for real.'
To answer your question,
Yes it is. I would be fine if heaven was my brain firing off like this. But in this life, it's important to me that you know:
I don't like you
Cuz I love you.
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