it was a small town
a christian town
there was a fundamentalist folk artist
who would paint about the coming apocalypse
and how everyone should repent
there was a talking pet mouse
with long rat teeth
and big disney ears
i gave him a bath
he told me he wanted to go in the dryer to dry off
he told me it was a mistake as he lay dying in the dryer
it was cold
an arctic chill with snow
a cult from the future came
to gain converts
to take back to the future with them
it was strange.
very strange
Author notes
i had this dream after my first time smoking a bowl's worth of sativah. one friend commented that it sounded like the plot of The Golden Compass.
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