i had an afternoon dream
where i met u m a thur(man)
and discussed for what felt like an inordinate amount of time
like toomuchtime for it to be considered reasonable, sociable, acceptable,
discussing how to pronounce her name, ooohhh-ma,
ouuue-mae-ma
ooooo-ahhhhh-maaaaaa
oohh-maaaai,
though before long
i realized that i spent too much money on my vowels
so i woke up without getting to ask uma thurman,
(the version of uma thurman
in my dream)
whether she had ever met jim carey,
which prompted the rest of my afternoon looking
through their respective imdb’s to see if
uma thurman and jim carey had ever worked together