I am at a Super Nova show. Mid day in small desert town. They're playing in the cantina.
The lead drummer, the lead guitarist, & I are hanging out outside. I notice that aliens don't get dirty. It must be their anti-gravity nuclear subatomic alien suits. I'm wearing my Superman outfit & big heavy snow boots.
Its just about time to go in. We all start for the cantina. I trip. I decide to take it to floor. Someone tripping & falling is always funny. So I go face first.
The dirt sticks to my face. I'm breathing dirt & feel my lungs fill with dust. I glance over to the aliens & notice not even their boots are dirty.
I lie in the dirt for a while for the theatrics. I can hear the cars slow, but never stop. I start to move like a Swiss cheese soldier crawling through noman's land.
I don't go far when I notice a hole. A baby sitting on the edge of it. I can feel the dirt falling from my face as I look up. I have my face above the hole like a teenager worshiping the porcelain god.
I look up at this baby. He starts reaching for me. All his concentration is in his action. I'm fascinated by what he's going for. He reaches out & tweaks my nipple. I laugh uncontrollably & wake myself up.
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