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Early morning reverie, stock experience: picked up from Warehouse 2 on the East Bank of Commonplace, north of What Have You. Coffee, cloud streaks cognizable in the early morning dark that accompanies or elicits the early morning reverie.

Death Dream, idiosyncratic but with generic symbols: a lakehouse scene, with a floating dock on the upper right hand of the frame on which sat a marijuana plant and a Radio Raheem style boombox. Waves lapped against the neighbors’ dock; neighbor in those preppie shoes, sockless, the ones I associate with the East Coast and sailing. This house set back against a hill, looks down on neighbors’ dock and floating dock. My uncle – the one who never wears jeans, only slacks – is discussing the death around which the dream seems to order itself.

Stock photo:

catfish appearing to devour bald guys' head. If you were that catfish, wouldn't you
try to make what seems to be, be?