My Life Was a Movie

I dreamed my life was a movie
It was a good act
a hard one to follow
It all boiled in a strange flashing design
like a straw sucking up a puddle.

It's confusing to be all the characters,
the movie slices consciousness.

Comedy, tragedy
an Academy award,
a woman snored.

Jumpin' in,
jumpin' out.
Projecting projections.

Just who was that?
Do you remember who you are sitting next to?

Dancing in the aisles,
the light beam connects shadows and lights.
Snoring dancers awaken tonight.

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