Elucidating Questions

The day I bought my guinea pigs

I dreamt I was in a different living room

Where there was my couch up against a wall

One the middle seat

Sat comfortable on the hide of a long dead cow

Was a capybara

He sat sitting

And by this I mean picture a middle aged man whose gut precedes him who is sat on his leather couch at the end of his day, legs wide open so the end seats are limited

Arms splayed over the backs of the cushions on either side to punctuate his ownership of the giant dead animal stuff with dead trees and stuffing

Strewn about the couch cushions and on the floor

Tens of guinea pigs

I wasn’t me

I wasn’t a person

I don’t know if I was there

The piggies never saw me, but for the entire short dream

King Capybara set me with a look

I remember his look

It was like

These are yours now