NIGHT VISIONS
images from dreams
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
An Ever Shifting Wave of Cows' Heads
From the dusty bowels of the conference centre, I look through a window and see a row of cow heads rising and falling like a tide.
What are they attached to? There is no room for their bodies.
Are they alive?
Why are they not still?
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