Ghosts

I don't know how she came into my dreams
that night
beautiful hands and fingers full of rings
moving my hair like my mom did
when I was a kid
the other girl leaves the bed,
she is thirty five, a big red-haired woman that
kicks my balls and shows me her teeth
seems to be laughing on me
"nice teets" I said

the floor is full of green little bottles
we drank, looks like a green hell
I reach the arm untill my coat
and pick a cigarrette while
she gets dressed
the dream is gone now but
the first girl keeps stroking me
I say "hey Brother, get these ghosts out of here!"