dream without sequence. charlie's dead, charlie's head - double sized, next to his head. he's sick, he's getting sick, you've got that illness too. mum. in a car in wellington rolling backwards towards the bank. scrambling for the handbrake. we're going over the edge, going to tumble down the bank. mum's head in my hands, i love you, i miss you so much, i love you. i have time to say this. simone come for a swim with me. in the beautiful sea. it's too big. in the swimming pool. fishing dead leaves out of the centre of the pool. dead leaf in my throat. this one folded up like origami, dried leaf unfolding. did it really come out of my throat? yes, it feels warm.