October 22, 2006
The Twentieth dream: Men with hats. Men with Fedoras and long coats are walking on the fog. Pale faces with set yellow eyes walking on patches of fog, up to their knees in patches of fog. Coat tails scraping billows of fog in the sky, walking over my mother's clothes' line. She is pinning up skeletons of men as fast as she can, dragging them out of the laundry basket in a fit of anger. She pins one up, slides down the line, and grabs another shoulder bone. The ground is littered with wet bones in the fog.