July 07, 2005

Mayhem in the Night

Last night I dreamt I was a man obsessed with violence. I met a friend in a basement workshop and at every turn a dangerous accident would cause a grievous wound. The theme was a strange combination of power tools and acrobatics. I rarely dream I am a man, let alone a man who flies through the air, nail gunning my own foot to the ceiling necessitating ripping my leg free at the ankle, foot still dangling christlike from a beam.

I jumped out a window, flew by flapping my arms to the roof of a house, and stayed on a small square of roof over a balcony. Others came to find me and kill me. I donít know if they got me. Though Iíd already flown once, I knew I couldnít fly by flapping my arms this time and would crash lamely into the dirt.

Posted by allison at July 7, 2005 10:23 AM