Good Kisser

I had a dream tonight I was P.J. Harvey's brother. We had bedrooms next to each other, with strong airconditioning. I noticed that my air conditioner made a rattling sound, while hers was as smooth and quiet as a breeze. I went to her bedroom and walked in. She was sitting on her bed with Eminem and his twin brother.

Eminem had died his hair black. His twin as well. They both smiled at me and I thought how beautiful Eminem was. His brother didn't do it for me, despite being identical to Eminem (go figure.)

Later, Eminem and I are somewhere alone and he gives me a kiss. I think to myself that all his posturing and bravado is just a veil. He is as sweet as peach underneath the skin.