Dream

I had a dream during today.

I woke up on a little cherry twig that laid on the ground atop a moustache. It was shaped with shaving cream, as if to make a statement.

The twig broke, making me accelerate down an endless tunnel of wondrous musical beings and cartoon like demons. And as fractals intertwined in orgasmic harmony and dissolved in a vast sea of silence, I decelerated to a full stop in the middle of an ocean that laid bare and waveless for as long as the eye can see.

Then I was submerged into the water, just enough to get the top of my head wet.

I then drowned, cried, and woke up.