Kevin Opstedal


Edward Dorn

Had a dream last night where I was sitting alone in the kitchen of
a strange old split-level apartment which evidently belonged to
Mike Price. Ed Dorn arrived from the land of the dead just to
visit. I was glad to see him but he was tired & subdued & wanted
to take a nap. A little while later a big Native American woman
knocked at the door. She had 5 pairs of cowboy boots in her
pickup truck that belonged to Ed. I brought them in. Time
passed. I peeked into the room where Ed was napping. It was a
total wreck—furniture tipped over, debris strewn everywhere,
lamp broken, etc. Ed was gone. Just then Price walked in. I told
him about Ed but he wasn’t concerned. He grabbed some food &
left. I looked around & realized that the 5 pairs of cowboys boots
were also gone. Then I woke up.

I remembered later what Ed had told me in the dream—“Just
make sure to put away some money so you can die someplace warm.”


Love Buzz
for Kurt Cobain, 1967-1994

The heroine was on heroin
as was the hero
She’s wearing her atomic kimono
& he’s at ground zero