Arizona Dream
I’ll fight you with my eyes closed!
Elaine!
You know when you’re just about to go to sleep,
or you’re just sort of, you know, falling asleep…
and you think you’re really falling, so you catch yourself?
That ever happen to you? You’re not falling, just falling asleep.
There you go.
When I was a little girl,
I always wanted to fly.
From the top of the house.
At night, I’d close my eyes,
and imagine I was on the roof,
looking down at my parents in their bed.
And then I’d jump off…
and I’d fly…
While everyone was sleeping,
I’d be soaring around,
looking through their windows,
flying…
and resting in the trees.
I always knew I could,
but I never told them.
Once someone knows, they can make you fall.
After I’m big, I may start acting weird,
stop returning calls, dressing all in black,
fancy restaurants, the whole shtick.
I want you to keep me in perspective.
Paul, you already wear black. – You know what I mean.
I just can’t become a slave to my success.
I have to stay myself. – I think she likes me.
Did you see how she looked in my eyes? – The great Paul Leger!
I started thinking about Paul’s garbage theory, about
male organs making extra proteins when a beautiful woman looks at you.
And if she keeps on looking, they produce
an extra protein, so deadly that one drop on the tip of an arrow
could kill a fucking rhino in seconds.
I started to think what I wanted her to think,
I looked in her eyes,
and bingo!
She was mine.
Paul swears that cavemen used this deadly technique,
and that the deadly male protein killed the dinosaurs, not the ice age.
I think he saw it in a movie, and convinced himself it was true.
That’s how Paul escaped.
And that’s just what he did the next day.
I never paid much attention to Paul’s garbage theories.
But then I realized he was right.
I felt the proteins running through my body like broken glass.
I tried to keep the proteins busy by making flying machines.
I’ve never built a flying machine before.
The proteins were making things fly in my head.
The more I worked on it, the more I was sure it would fly.
I just kept telling myself: It’s gonna fly.
Love hit me like an elephant,
and I was thrown into a jungle of dreams.
Mother was wrong about magnetic pulls. There was only one pull,
and she was lying on my back.
I wasn’t “falling in love,” because I never felt any weight,
because I was “flying in love,” for the first time in my life.
Beautiful morning out, isn’t it?
Yes, it is.
Sit down. I’ll do this.
Cereal? – Huh? – Cereal?
Sure.
I made some coffee for you. – Great, thanks.
Did you fuck her?
What?
My mother. Did you fuck her?
No.
You liar! I can smell her on you.
You’re not the first, did you know that?
Could I have some milk?
She’s had a lot of young ones like you, eats you up like chocolates.
Could I have a spoon? – When she finishes a whole box,
she sticks her finger down her throat, and it comes back up.
You must have done well in school. – Straight A’s.
Food! – Good!
Food! Hungry!
I’m kind of hungry. – Hungry!
Very good. – Good… Thirsty? Yes.
Two… one… go!
Almost!
You ever thought about leaving? – Only a million times.
Why don’t you? – Soon I’m going to Papua New Guinea.
Ever thought about Alaska? – Why would I go there?
It’s very beautiful.
In my dream, y’know, the movie dream? There was a place on the Bering Sea.
It’s completely flat, and really, really quiet, y’know?
Not even the wind whistling, because there’s nothing there.
And then there’s a boat,
