I dreamt that I used the clamps, lined them up on my tongue, clamped slowly, carefully, taking my time, chilling to music, no rush … and with everything ready in the bathroom (mirror balanced carefully on bath), I split my tongue. I saw it from a few angles, mentally rewound parts to be sure of what was going on – to check, to be sure – got many photos – a lot of the gleaming white bath decorated in violent red. The dream stuck at that point …… clamps still on. What to do, what to drink. I need to read. And get longer clamps – mine are too short. Not ready. Damn.