And fooey, couldn’t get 20 likes

And fooey, couldn’t get 20 likes. There’s a lot of things I can’t get. And I’ll never get used to it. But, I think this dream was pretty interesting and I’d be curious to hear some individual notions of what it all could mean. And now, pathologies productions presents, “Dream a Little Dream”
I was at a University campus in Oklahoma, in the restroom, taking a sponge bath. I was dishevled. I was a little unhinged. I was unheavled. I felt like Bukowski. I was glad to feel like Bukowski. After my washup I went to the urinal and began to take a leak. Someone opened the door and I noticed that a woman saw me peeing. I was glad she saw me. I left the restroom and went into a courtyard where an old high school friend was reading a book. I considered approaching him but decided that I looked too dowdy and low rent to engage in meaningless reminiscences. I got on a bus. On the bus my friend, Eddi Pamar, sat next to me. Another friend, Robin Blackburn, sat in front of us. It was dark out. The bus stopped and Eddi and I got off to smoke. Robin said she would join us in a minute. After Eddi and I got off, the bus left which was unexpected. Eddi and I walked up a sidewalk to what we thought was another University campus. We walked into a lobby. There a pleasant looking lady with short blonde hair asked us to drop our bags. Then she frisked us. There were a few women around the room all in hospital gowns. They all had short blonde hair and vacuous stares. I wished Robin had come with us. One of the women had a pack of Marlboro Menthols and another woman who was dressed like a nurse(again with short blonde hair) was asking her why she had decided to smoke menthols. The “patient” said, “Because the cigarettes told me to.” I thought it was the most honest answer any patient ever gave anyone ever. Then I noticed a television. On the tv there were two men. They both took their clothes off. I was like, “Alright!” And these two guys were standing there naked with their peckers hanging out. I looked over at one of the patients and said, “It’s good to see Hollywood’s finally coming around on the whole male frontal nudity thing.” She didn’t think I was cute. These two guys then walked into a gym where scores, maybe even a couple of hundred, of guys were all naked. And then they all started going at it. And when I say going at it I mean like, Satyricon style. At that moment Ice Cube walks out of the bathroom. He stops and looks up at the tv screen. Then I look at him and say, “Hey man, if you wanted to start playing more cocky roles your agent should have gotten you a part in this film.” He shook his head, chuckled and sighed, then walked on.
Then I woke up. I was sweaty. It was 4:23 am.