Thursday, March 28, 2013

The Hornblower

He threw coins on the ground around his can and played the notes that wouldn't be heard. They only heard notes the authorities gave them permission to hear...He was the Hornblower. He was the troublemaker. He was deranged.

Monday, March 18, 2013

asleep on the lawn

He was asleep and he knew he was asleep.
"Somebody will take care of me." He dreamed.
"I can sleep all day."

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Good Morning

It's 5:30 in the morning with 3 and a half hours of sleep and I think that's all I'm getting.
But I did dream of car crashes and explosions on the highway.
I dreamed of a bare-breasted woman holding her infant in a house with a toilet overflowing black water and bits of carpet.
I dreamed there were three rooms in a house with walls lined in old televisions and stereo speakers. The rooms were dark and looked like pawn shops. With a radio talkshow host, a man was discussing the possibilities of selling his electronics. He didn't believe  his collection was worthless, even after being told.
I woke up to the sound of a sick dog.