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crash or crash through

cos — Fri, 02 Jul 2010 12:14:58 +0000

Dream (last Saturday morning): I hop into a car with…somebody (not sure who). He’s driving. We seem to be leaving from my parents’ house, and he’s driving rather quickly, not stopping as we cross the intersections. When we reach Springvale Rd, he turns right without stopping. We go too wide, and miss the road. We miss the service lane, too. “So this is it,” I think, “we’re crashing”, and let my body relax as we head straight for a house. Inexplicably, we come through the other side and stop. I get out, appear to be ok (somehow) and figure I should call someone. I try calling 000, and explain there’s been a car crash, but they tell me I should call the police. “oh. Sorry to bother you. I’ll try them.” I struggle to dredge the number from my memory, and in the end I’m not sure if they answer or not. I leave the destroyed house behind and keep wandering through the suburban streets, dazed and confused.

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escape

cos — Sat, 17 Apr 2010 23:02:42 +0000

dream: i was lying on the floor
waiting for the world
to stop turning
when i looked through
the golden shagpile carpet
my parents once had
and spied a green spiralled telephone cord
running along the sideboard
and at that very moment
i knew
i wasn’t where i thought i was.

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downriver

cos — Tue, 19 May 2009 08:26:54 +0000

dream: I drop in to visit my first ever workplace. The old boss is still there, talking to somebody until he notices me standing there. He turns to smile at me and with a glint in his eye, asks if I’d like some scones. Later, I talk to an ex-co-worker, who’d returned there after working in other companies. I make some comment about how hard it is to remember old names after working in so many different places, for so many different people. Suddenly it’s like school as if we’re at recess, with people walking everywhere, doing all sorts of things. I hear a John Cleese line spoken somewhere nearby – “someone lend me a fag, please, or I’ll go spare.”

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i had a little (gravy) boat

cos — Sun, 19 Apr 2009 09:41:42 +0000

i dreamt
of those individual
microwaveable puddings
that come in pairs
with the foil top
i found them while rummaging
somewhere in the house
“hey”
i asked my wife
“do you want one?”

later
i began to find
leftover dinners
peas, gravy and all
congealed on the plate
we were cheerful
as we cleaned it all up.

i awoke
to find I’d overslept
by about two hours
and a house full of
cleaning
awaited us.

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stop and go man

cos — Wed, 06 Aug 2008 08:26:49 +0000

dream: they built a set of traffic lights
just up the road from my parents place
painted yellow
as was the fashion in some previous decade
“how odd,” we said to one another
such a big solution
for two small streets.

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the carnival within

cos — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 12:07:51 +0000

when i sleep tonight
i’ll throw myself into the ink
hands behind head
trying to invent another pleasant distraction
for a whole third of my day

when i rise tomorrow
it’ll all be forgotten
for the most part
but moments will appear in tiny flashbacks
all through the week.

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fishing

cos — Sun, 09 Mar 2008 10:32:30 +0000

dream: i don’t remember much
just the blurry image of us driving
up some busy road
huge Chinese restaurants
all with flowery names
lined the left side of the street
fishtanks just inside the door
so you could choose
simply by driving by
assuming the traffic
didn’t get you first.

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it’s a game

cos — Sat, 23 Feb 2008 08:52:57 +0000

dream: I called an old friend. “Next time we play, my character’s going to [what?] to X’s character.” He didn’t say much in reply, mostly giving in to the silence that surrounds such moments. If only I could remember what it was I wanted to do, and why it was so important to call him about it.

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damp

cos — Wed, 27 Jun 2007 08:54:08 +0000

dream: I was in a shop – for some reason I’d decided to buy a friend a new pair of jeans. She went to go and change in the stalls downstairs, which I noticed were underwater. A moment or two later she swam back up and decided it was too awkward to get changed in the water, and maybe it could wait.

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somewhere else

cos — Mon, 15 Jan 2007 10:05:20 +0000

dream: i was on a bus
watching new scenes pass me by
trying to make mental notes
of each interesting location
so i could revisit them later
when i had more time
(there was a sense
of needing to get
to somewhere,
but where?)

when i awoke
and told her about it
she excitedly suggested
“maybe you were dreaming
of china?”

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