ABSTRACT
You dreamt that you were punished, like the boy you’d seen put in a bag and suspended from a rope high in a tree. Swinging. Trying to keep your head above your feet. Feeling that you were not quite drifting, but released; set free, thrown out and abandoned. It was dark, the weave of the Hessian making rectangles of light … Cut down, crawling out of the bag. You could not walk, and fell, kept falling; the earth had moved away, rolled away …
