I slept all day and woke up thinking it was morning. I have forgotten the first dream which might've taken place in a swamp. I remember at least half of the second, and it's a real humdinger, worthy of Fanging with Claude.
I believe it took place in a bright colorful New Orleans casino. My tour guide was none other than Marie Laveau, a light skinned black woman with a buzz cut. There was all sorts of candy for sale including big gum drop crowns that were about a foot tall and an inch thick. They came encased in plastic on a cardboard card in yellow, green, or purple. There were candy skeletons too, all laid out on a table. There was a black man who reminded me of Samuel L. Jackson dressed in an expensive suit. He was accompanied by another man. They were stalking me, maybe; I have forgotten some of the details. They went downstairs to a purple sunken rectangular pool. I could see them from a stainless steel balcony. There was an inanimate black man resting at the bottom of the pool. I bought a candy skeleton with a top hat. He had colorful garlands around his neck and came in a long cardboard box. He was about nine inches long. I went back to the balcony and gazed down at the two men that had their hands upon the swirling waters of the pool. I intentionally dropped the skeleton into the pool which caused a sort of stir and pop. Marie grabbed me, she was very happy. "Good! Three at once," she said. I went upstairs. The walls were painted beige and white with niches like a church for shrines. I climbed into a sort of dumbwaiter. The swing doors were lined with latches. I managed to lock two or three and was sitting crouched when I started my descent. The doors became lit, lime green, and I could see the silhouettes of angry little naked green demons with pointed ears and fangs flying at the doors like insects. There must've been nine of them. I wasn't scared and hexed them. I said something about my green eyes blazing through them. I looked to my right and there was a blonde girl selling candy. I remembered Marie telling me the yellow crowns were lucky. There was a long shelf with all of the candy. I asked the girl for a gold crown. She seemed hesitant at first as if she could not differentiate between the colors. Finally, she handed me the yellow one. I opened it and stuck it on my head. It was only flat and one-dimensional, so I had to hold it in place. Now, Marie opened the door on my hatch. She was very pleased. I saw my old college roommate, Kelly. She was dressed in white short shorts with a matching bolero jacket and yellow and white feather boa. Her hair was very long and she wore sunglasses. She looked great, stunning. She wore white platform shoes, the heels lit up yellow like a traffic light as she walked down a carpeted hallway towards an elevator. She made a right and sat down on a nightstand that was piled high with mementos like pictures, books, and other things we gather through life. She crossed her legs and smiled at me. Marie sat me down next to her on my own nightstand. A few pictures and papers in, I could discern my mural from my first trip to New Orleans. The Voo-doo priestess who whispered in my ear that I could dance was there, shaking her finger at me with a mischievous smile. We were being auctioned off. A drag queen in a tight red sequined gown, a platinum wig, and scarlet lipstick was drinking champagne and laughed. A big lesbo with a dark buzz cut bought me. She was dressed like a goth, her clothes were too small. She asked if I'd be her friend. Then, a gorgeous blonde, dressed in a silver cropped top and shorts set with wedged matching sandals and a headpiece grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into another different sort of dumbwaiter/elevator. It had glass egg like sides, we were going down, sitting, again. She had her long leg pulled up under her and her right leg was bent at the knee in a model like position. I told her I wasn’t a lesbo. She laughed and said she wasn’t either. We arrived at another candy stand, and I got a red gumdrop bar that had a small square of goo in the upper right hand corner that I began to suck. Marie was back and she said, "That's right, suck! She's going to be a very powerful Voo-doo princess!" I forced myself to wake so as not to forget.
