Friday, July 23, 2010


Asleep 2 hours, waking from a dream of someone entering my room. He was a sketch in sepia, blocky like an extruded lego man. I saw him slip in from the dark hall and approach my bedside. his face was dark by the window, made darker by the stormy night coming in. He opened his mouth and a photo-real penis stuck out instead of a tongue. He backed away a step and unzipped his pants. Thick facial lips pursed from the fly.

Waking I realized its meaning. I slept with the door unlocked. Unconscious wants not threat so much as protect.

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