Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 17, 1917

 Last night in the Half sleep, Imagined I had gone in the boat to a corner of the lake (I had been there in the morning.) All at once strange hideous shapes loomed out of the trees; first grinning evil faces, then gigantic slimy gorillas with long clutching arms; I turned my boat; the water became inky black, covered with a thick heavy green scum like on a sore; out of the water came ghastly crouching things; which once might have been bullfrogs; the air grey dark; the waters parted to a bottomless black pit; — I then regain consciousness and fell asleep—

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 17, 1917