They eat squirrels in Rosedale

May 25, 2011


He woke me up this afternoon. Banging at the back door. Drags me outside. So he could drag on a cigarette. Having trouble with his subway. Smoke down a long dark tunnel. I told him. Quit eating red meats. My invisible friend laughs. Then looks at my cat. Salivating. They eat them in China, he says. They eat squirrels in Rosedale, I respond. What does that prove?… I wake up from the dream. Banging. It is Victor at the door. He wants to chat.

One Response to “They eat squirrels in Rosedale”

  1. I love your surrealism. The montage and dream are cool.

    Walter

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