Thursday, June 11, 2009

climb old concrete tower with a
railing across the top between ascent

& descent but there's no stairs for

descent -- vertigo

at my house one afternoon, W has

returned from a trip -- I ask his son

for news -- I'm playing a small digital

piano -- a small dog belonging to a visitor

snaps at me -- I put my forearm into

its mouth and it quietens down comes

& sits on the bar

looking out the window -- a big

black ape-like creature whose mouth

is a mushroom I am afraid of it &

hope it can't get in the house

in a bedroom a very young Jason

is sitting in a corner eating a sandwich

-- he throws up -- & then wants to go on eating his sandwich --
I try to persuade

him not to

No comments: