Thursday, April 11, 2013

The Odd

In the peculiar image-scape of dreams, recently there appeared David Lynch standing on the opposite side of a trench behind the toilet in the house where I grew up. He backed away from me, pointing and shaking his head, receded underground into an infinity of darkness. A short-haired, short-legged, red dog barked and barked at me from the same trench; and kittens that had part-human faces begged me to adopt them.

I said no to all of them.

2 comments:

  1. And one of my latest dreams had google turning into a radio station.

    Love, C.

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  2. Your dream sounds like an outtake from Twin Peaks!

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