Even as I type he is cockoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-cuckoo-crroo-crroo-crrooooooing AND my dream was full of pigeons, and also baby corellas that you and I were feeding microwaved broccoli, while we were AT the Brighton pavilion Prince Regent residence which, bizarrely, had Town Hall station mall and woolworths built on top of it, AND an old apartment by the woolworths where our mother was moving in with reeeeece and a gay couple - one of whom was young and clever but ugly - the older one of whom was better looking but moronic - and reeeeece was being strangely nasty about it.

Indeed, every night this week I have had a dream where you and I are in some strange place together playing with animals. Ask me about my octopus epic next time we speak. KRAAAAKEN! Actualyl, I don't remember that dream enoguh well enough to tell you by now I don't think but it was amazing. We were in the Hamilton hills, run through with motorways that cloverleafed through them, and the whole things had a sortof perspex roof over them because the rest of the universe had been filled up with water - the whole universe! - like some massive deep sea aquarium - and two things that were swimming RIGHT over our heads while we were running trying to get somewhere fast trying to dodge the cars, were a BLUE WHALE and the BIGGEST OCTOPUS EVER, like insane, like the size of a football field, swirling and curling itself, amazing fluid movement, sweeping right over us like a storm, coloured this deep blue with these darker pink spots down its legs, and then when it came right over us, swirling and dilating, we could see up its black hole, and that was when we realised that the octopus was the soul of the whale we had just seen.
SO strange!!!! and meanwhile there we were in these grassy hills - that looked like banks of seawweed under the perspex dome-ing - and yet the roads, the roads!
which, incidentally, were marked just like our old Lego ones - the same road markings.
xxx
Sappy
PS - incidentally - we thought that the whale had its penis out - hard to work out.
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Every night this week I have had a dream where Kit and I are in some strange place together playing with animals. The one the other night was amazing. We were in the Hamilton hills, run through with motorways that cloverleafed through them, BUT the whole area had a sort of perspex roofing over it because the *rest of the universe* had been filled up with water - the whole universe! - like some massive deep sea aquarium - so we were under the perspex that held the water above - and amongst the many mysteries of the water held just aloft, two things that were swimming RIGHT over our heads while we were running trying to get somewhere fast trying to dodge the cars, were a BLUE WHALE and the BIGGEST OCTOPUS EVER, like insane, like the size of a football field, swirling and curling itself, amazing fluid movement, sweeping right over us like a storm, coloured this deep blue with these darker pink spots down its legs, and then when it came right over us, swirling and dilating, we could see up its black hole, and that was when we realised that the octopus was the soul of the whale we had just seen.
SO strange!!!! and meanwhile there we were in these grassy hills - that looked puny, like banks of seawweed under the perspex dome-ing - and us scuttling like crabs - and yet the roads, the roads!
which, incidentally, were marked just like our old Lego ones - the same road markings.

your violent smile.
toothed with blood.

your violent smile.
toothed with blood.