the bodies   I married A and killed both him and his mother.


I'm trudging through waist high snow drifts after some guy. Atop a hill people are searching for bodies. The earth is drenched in blood. I have a dog, a golden retriever. I find a glass box shaped like a pavillion. Inside it are the bodies (?) and gold paint. I give it to an old man and he laughs evilly with me.


I'm at some sort of SLC alumni event and people are still looking for bodies. My dog is running around. No one talks to me. People keep talking about the bodies and looking at me. I'm drinking strange soda with cake in it, floating. There are fountains everywhere. (1999-08-17)
posted by yzzordorex on 1999-08-17
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