nightmare 5/4/21: the teeth of the dead

 in a boarding house/it is dark/can't find my room/I walk in to the wrong room/there is a purple dresser/ a young woman swats at me like I am a fly/I know I am dreaming/because I am a man/my teeth are falling out/demons and monsters are attacking me/I bite the cheek off of one/ and spit it on the floor/along with more teeth/I see blood and broken glass/tiny doll size bottles are mixed in/what the hell?/how can I have this many teeth?/ I look in the mirror/at my man self/ teeth are broken/but still there/a demon appears behind me/ I wrestle it to the floor/dig my heel in to its sharp toothed grin/my mouth fills up with more teeth/I spit teeth/ I walk on teeth/with  bare feet/slip in and out of dark rooms/while they chase me/I realize/these aren't my teeth/ they are the teeth of the dead/they have taken from this world/I hear the young woman scream/ a voice/commands me/to wake up