dreamoon.

dreamoon rising.

 we were searching for a lost land or something, me and a guy and girl. it got rocky, chasms going down to water, i dropped my wallet and saw it sink way deep down, the girl stripped lickety split and dove in and the boy i guess did too, and then the girl came out smiling like a blond dolphin her sex in front my face, and then we all dove down. i was worried i wouldn't be able to breath down there but it was dry, we were swimming but it was no trouble to breathe, and my wallet was there among all kinds of silver coins and silver covered chocolat and it was my old camouflage pink paul frank wallet and i was so happy and heading back up i woke to pee and look at the beautiful super moon setting in our western midwestern bedroom window and my bedsheets and blankets all twisted up like i was swimming in them.

3.22.19, 6:22. dreamoon setting. i rise.

you can't see the face of the super worm moon sorry to say. i can see it clearly with my eyes but my camera sees different. i remember pictures of the moon from my studio roof so clear you could see her face distinctly. wonder which camera that was. maybe the one i have setting in my bookcase. i wonder why i don't use that one. i'll get it the next trip. it's bloody cold again, but at least it's clear.