i was having a bad dream when something woke me up. i couldn’t, for the life of me, figure out how or why i was naked. i put on some underwear. i went back to sleep, hoping the bad dream would have ended. it didnt
I saw some piglets sucking on their dead mother’s nipples. After a while they raised their heads, looked at her, and then ran away, leaving her body. They sensed that she did not see them, and that in some way she was no longer like themselves. What they had loved in their mother was not her body, but what had given life to her body.