four hundred thousand years or half rabbit all duck
last night i dreamt i slept every night in my clothes on the bare concrete of a parking lot but something that happened in the day that made it worth it
i dreamt i had three fathers and i was the one meant to tell them
i dreamt i was a bike messenger in the midst of being hit by a car in some other london
this morning i feel a sadness, fever chilled, vibrating, a numbing overwhelm inside and out and all through my skin


