there was a lot of crashes to come. yesterday a car smashed a guard rail at the school, a car smashed a hydrant and the water main burst and the street was a river waste deep, a car killed a coyote trying to cross the road or suicide, a car smashed a bank of cars on the boulevard.

we did not sleep very much.
 

i thought last night unsleepy, maybe it's the unmaking of americans. maybe it's the making of responsible persons. the fog got solid. i thought i could walk out on the fire escape and step off and be held aloft before realizing maybe i was asleep after all, and maybe i was falling. it's the state of things. the blankets seemed too small, so somebody always got to be
naked.