Friday, November 30, 2012

i dreamed . . .

. . . we watched in horror as a young woman's long blond hair became tangled in a large rotating contraption of wooden spindles and grinding knives on the first floor of a cruise ship.


She was dragged into the machine and was sliced and crushed immediately. All that was left of her was two long blond braids, each with a small red bow. The knives couldn't cut through those.