Young, 12 or 13 and in a group
on a beach
two groups, mine and another
hate a guy in the other group, rage, want to destroy him
he has a girl with huge tits, bikini, idly fondlin her
she should be mine
elaborate plan to draw him into a "mushroom battle" - challenge him to a duel with mushrooms
he leaves the beach, a fire raging, at night
chase him through the crowded streets
we are URCHINS
cops flashlights flashing in the crowd, like strobes, cut film
finally its dawn
its noon
and the dream changes focus to follow my ENEMY
he is living in little jamaica, the small alleys in little jamaica
hyper-real, hyper-detailed
he is rolling a huge blunt with a page from a newspaper
and the other me comes to him with the challenge
but their anger is dulled
and they sit and smoke together in the hyper-detailed street in little jamaica
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