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i had this dream where i relished the fray and the screaming filled my head all day. it was as though i had been spit here, settled
in, into the pocket of a lighthouse on some rocky socket, off the coast of france, dear. one afternoon, four thousand men died
in the water here and five hundred more were thrashing madly as parasites might in your blood. now i was in a lifeboat
designed for ten and ten only, anything that systematic would get you hated. it's not a deal not a test nor a love of something
fated. the selection was quick, the crew was picked and those left in the water got kicked off our pantleg and we headed for
home. then the dreams ends when the phone rings, you doing alright he said it's out there most days and nights, but only a fool
would complain. anyway susan, if you like, our conversation is as faint as a sound in my memory, as those fingernails
scratching on my hull.