I've Got Dreams To Remember

it started and i was in your house but it felt like my house and my room was upstairs even though it was your house and in my room all of my stuff was packed into boxes and i didn't know why but it felt okay. your mom came in and told me that it was time. next we were in your kitchen eating breakfast but there was no milk and so we ate the cereal completely dry so much that it didn't taste dry. we were sitting on sofas in the kitchen but it felt okay. next we were outside and your mom said that since it was spring we had to refill the swimming pool and get it ready for the summertime. there were brooms and rakes and shovels and blankets but we didn't use any of them and then we were on the road and we were going to the hardware store to pick up some sandpaper for the lining of the swimming pool. the lining of the swimming pool was begrimed and besmirched with grime and we had to sand off the grime before we could replace the water. the swimming pool was big and there were two slides and two diving boards and it was empty. there were no leaves or puddles or dead animals at the bottom of the pool but it felt okay. when we dropped ourselves into the swimming pool the sides were like the sides of a cereal bowl and so we gracefully slid down and though the sides of the pool were begrimed and besmirched with grime our shirts remained unspoiled. the swimming pool was exceptionally deep and we were trapped on the floor of the swimming pool because the walls were so high that we could not climb them. the grime was brown and green and hard and slippery and we could not climb the walls. and your mom was above us at the edge of the deck of the swimming pool and we could see her body contrasted against the clouds and then she was throwing the boxes of my packed up things down upon us so much that the pool began to fill and fill and fill. but my things began to get grimy too as they came in contact with the sides of the walls, and so we stood there, waste deep in clothes and books and albums and computer monitors and bicycle parts and clothes, scrubbing at the grime. scrubbing, as the piles grew higher and higher and higher. scrubbing.