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The train that came to me in the dream was already a dead train
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junkpile
Fri Apr 13 2001 at 5:58:40
I cleared a space at the top of the painting to leave a message, I meant to give you interesting clouds scored through by light. Instead my brush did only horrifying things. I
couldn't stop
my hand, could only watch as I gave you a train sliding down into
limitless
rich blue water. Slowly to the bottom of the world, filled with the dead, full cargo of death. All so dark it was almost
invisible like a bat
on blue night sky. The painting suspended its slow motion, hung it forever.
It's only a painting, I say to us both. Once the words are out they
turn on me
and I can see that this is the worst part. Because it is only a painting it proves we were not there,
we could not have been underwater
to chronicle the slope of that weightless descent, we were elsewhere, busy breathing,
we missed it
, all those terrified invisible faces.
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I am the beginning and I am the end
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