Dream Threads

I dream about boy butts.

As my eyes close tight
And I drift out of reality, into my dreams.
I begin to imagine a blurry bubble
As my focus starts to zoom out, the bubble doubles horizontally.
Continuing until I see the full picture,
I finally realize what it is I'm looking at.
Butt, Boys butt.
Yes there are threads to cover, but that means nothing.
As soon as it appears, it has vanished.
Bursting into flames.
Now left confused, and disappointed, all

I see is fire.