What if dreams come true.

I woke up on Monday morning. 3 am.
I had threesome and oral sex with 2 classmates.
The third person must be a stranger. It's the rule.
It was a dream. I checked my pants.
It didn't get stained.

I woke up on Tuesday morning. 5 am.
My classmate lifted me up.
By holding my fully erected penis.
It was a dream. I smirked.
That particular classmate fully gained my attention the whole day in class.

I woke up on Wednesday evening. 6 pm.
Thinking. I am Joe's shivering testicle.
It was Fight Club. I touched my crotch.
I know because Tyler knows.

I woke up on Thursday afternoon. 3 pm.
Used to love the name Poison Ivy in Batman.
I have Poison Tears. Eye infection.
So don't fuck with me.
But the world seems more fantasy.
Nasty human looks a little bit cute in my eyeball, right side.
I still can see the menacing civilization at my left side.
How?

I woke up on Thursday again. It's still young night.
I can barely see the luminous moon.
Singing Don't Stop Believing so loud.
It was a dream.
I know because I only sing to my nostrils.
Never to my ears.

I woke up on Friday morning. 7 am.
Melvin said he was 15 years old.
Hilary Duff said she was 29 years old.
We were casting in a movie.
It was my dream again.I said.
Dear Friday. Dear Ferguson.