your dream was trying to convey you getting doused with semen. vomit all over you was a metaphor
Only you would see vomit as a metaphor for semen. Haha. I should write a poem about that. I never showed you this one, which you inspired:
Burlesque Butcher Shop
Heard the slit slit horror story
about the tear in her tenderloin,
couldn’t stomach it.
There’s a nasty rumor of a bourbon roasted
strip-tease, bacon strip baring slip-up.
Don’t swallow that fat farce.
It’s a pig fib. I keep my combo covered.
Will the meat monster
pork a porker or does it want McRibs?
There’s another one about a maggot melt,
but that could be as cultural as canning