COUNTING NUMBERS...

He counted - through his dreams. He had messages of numbers - through his sleep: 11, 9, 9, 14, 6... Numbers caressed...others agitated. He mumbled and he vomited numbers upon numbers: 4, 18, 2, 18, 9... His feet, long and thin, tapped out the beat as he lay in dreams: 26, 2, 2, 9, 61... Tap, tap, tap. Rising and falling...falling and rising. Counting in dreams, rhythms in dreams...vistas of numbers that hung limply on sleeping lips: 49, 8, 7, 22, 8... Secrets and movements within the frame that was him, wrapped around blood, puss, spit, semen, wrapped around heightened flesh and lengthy bones, wrapped around the coil of emotion, the ecstasy of living, were numbers: 27, 4, 8, 8, 19... Scraped onto walls, gouged through skin, etched in bone, tatooed through eyes: 7, 6, 22, 7, 16... Counting numbers...