Dear Esther (№ 329774)

I dreamed that I was standing in the center of the sun, and solar radiation frying my heart from the inside. My teeth curl, and her nails are falling into the pockets like coins. If I could, I would eat, but I seem able to absorb only water from the sea. If there still dwelt livestock - I could run wild and eat them. I am exhausted as well as the body on the operating table, opened to determine the causes of premature death. I sailed to this island in the bottomless heart; all the bacteria of my innards pop up to sing for me.