Tonight you feel him more than ever: a red horror out of your mind’s deepest caverns. His ragged fingers on your abdomen, gripping you by the stitches and peeling you open to suckle at your heart and lights. Reaching his hands into your guts up to the wrist. To the elbow. To the shoulder. He feeds you the juiciest morsels and you savor each one in your mouth until it melts. When you wake, in a cold sweat, your pupils dilated, she puts a hand on your shoulder that is not her own. “Go back to sleep,” she says, “it’s only a dream.”

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A mix for Cooper and BOB. Art by odlaws.tumblr.com. Tracks from FKA twigs, Glass Animals, and Modest Mouse, among others.

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