The Statue

in the dream i’m sculpting an enormous marble or granite statue of myself, using a huge iron chisel and a hammer, and when the statue’s finally done I put it up on a big bandstand or platform and spend all my time polishing it and keeping birds from sitting on it or doing their business on it, and cleaning up litter and keeping the grass neat all around the bandstand. 

and in the dream my whole life flashes by like that, the sun and moon go back and forth across the sky like windshield wipers, and I never seem to sleep or eat or shower, meaning I’m condemned to a whole life of being nothing but a sort of custodian to the statue.

note: this one's half-plagiarized. but it's the internet, so who cares