Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Generate your own meaning...No. 278


Rain pinging down on the metal window frame at dusk.
Too many books to read.
The veneer between desire and restraint wearing away.
The rain-sodden corpse of a shrew in the back yard.
Seeing the widespread reality of desperation in the workplace.
Being 43 on Monday week.
Grinding brazil nuts to a pulp with your molars, and sluicing the debris away with cold Burgundy.
Re-imaging the scene in Saving Private Ryan when the soldier's body -- decapitated by a 20mm shell -- falls off the decking of the Tiger tank they've just 'killed'.
Swifts screeching under the thundery clouds, sounding desperate to feed, to live.
The days shortening already.
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[Expletive].

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