a consciousness gap

Girl, walking down the street with a fish in her hands…
Where does she go? No one can say for sure..
Mabbe right to the hell of the screaming maroons and blue skirts?
But why?
What does she look like? Who? Fish!!!!
Oh, just gorgeous!
Who? The girl?
 My god, she’s hot!
Look at her tiny fishy fingers!
But wait – how does she hold the fish – by the tail or by the jaws?
Does it matter?
No one knows….
Or if it’s just a dream it could be explained by Freudians
But wait
It’s reality!!!!
U should know something about this baby
In the morning she was waken up
 By the harsh sound of a mechanical brother
And then she spoke to the person
Who had tears instead of teeth,
Drinking ice ice ice tea
And then
She found herself traveling by the
Vast space of water,
Which appeared to be a lake full of garbage
And she had meatballs for supper and
Then went to bed
But a few minutes later she bought a pack of milk
And two packs of cigarettes
In the stall
C’on!
She was sleeping right?
And that was the night
When the SUN didn’t go to HER bed…
Ok..So, it’s a dream..
Here we are back to the first line scream!
Why? She is probably nuts or
Just winning the bet.
Shit!!
It’s morning of the next day
Ok…
So it’s time for girls and fish to go
And have little nice nap.
Here was a consciousness gap!