THE MAN IN THE DARK BLUE SUIT

The dream-state is scheduled as follows:
Brought on by a strong depravation of feeling
And the need for some seduction upon reality.
Absinthe and cocaine and a great deal of wine add to the
ceremony. Beforehand, a dark blue suit and a thin black tie are
chosen, the polyester of the pants cuffs scratching &
itching against his skin. After the party the couple
goes home late in the evening where they make love, argue
and eventually... fuck. And for the first time in a long time he falls
asleep blissfully and unaware of the universe closing in on him.
And when he awakes the next morning he finds that she
has vanished and is no longer there or by his side.
And in missing her he suddenly realizes that he is lying
down in a garden surrounded by thousands of
flowers of every kind, and is no longer wearing any shoes.
Confused and barefoot, he walks home alone and without any keys
In his pockets he rings the apartment doorbell. But when
she answers the door she looks around & right
through him, as if he were a ghost.
The dream-state is scheduled...as follows.

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