last night I dreamed
that
I
alone
was responsible
for
providing air and water
to
a festival of people
who
were clueless
that
these things were not provided
as
effortlessly as the music
that
played all night.
I
overslept my 5am alarm -
I
panicked
when
I woke – I
blamed
nobody,
because
nobody
told
me it was my job
to
ensure the survival
of
this species,
nobody.
somehow
I found
the
person in charge
(I
don’t remember her name now, but
she
was very calm), saying
don’t
worry
all
you have to do
is
–
and
she walked with me
from
one pavilion to the next
showing
me how to give
what
everybody takes
for
granted –
so
freely
that
nobody ever knows
the
difference.
Cool. So how Do you turn on the air?
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