dream…

dream: got into a brawl with a young man at a basement show. hand gashed severely as if chopped by a short axe, a deep wedge of skin bloody to be flipped up like a car hood. I crawled out the basement window looking for a taxi walking from block to block, blood drying, empty inner city early morning. Kierkegaard lectures running on…

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