Friday, 7 October 2016

Dog (October)

In a dream we walk through rivery landscapes of blues and greens, like Bohemia. We live in a large house. The rooms are like October. Word arrives about a gigantic and very dangerous dog rampaging everywhere, spreading terror. We stay indoors. One day this same dog (some people call him a dragon) enters our front door. We hide on top shelves and stairwells, but notice that the dog bumps into walls, has no sense of direction, and only wants to eat bags of crisps found in the pantry. This harmless dragon is taken to the river. He wanders off aimlessly.

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