Dreaming. (8 lines)
* A Series of 8 line posts because of this one >> 8 mm.
Hot and heavy with my husband…
The carnival hay is itchy.
Then a thief out to mug me.
I lift my shirt to expose my weapon…
and squirt the robber in the eye with breast milk.
The gourd is explosive, and I can’t find the red wire.
Is it possible to dream…
without any sleep?