JOHNNY COMA WALKED further into the space that kept opening.
A small runty animal approached him. It looked like a sheep, a shorn ewe. An object, like an inside organ lay on the ewe’s side. Johnny came closer. The sheep’s heart had grown outside its body. He put his hand on the ewe’s heart, and indeed it beat outside its body. Another came, wearing lungs up at its neck.
He walked further, the ewe with the exterior heart trailing him, like a single mutant shepherd of humans.
Ahead Johnny Coma saw a small mountain of bones covered with large vehicular wheels. The cadaver of a Jeep was somehow placed atop the unnamed bone mountain.
The land seemed like the physical manifestation of an unslept world. Sleep disruption, disrupted brainwaves. Your rawness, your fears were the physical materia
