Underneath the floor boards, Omaha beach

Jun 08, 2007 02:59

I got a new car:


Tangent:
Damp, cold, forgotten. Inhabited by the damned, yes; but by others, too. Every step taken places another thin crack on a floor untouched by solvents or soaps or purposeful hands. The laminate is peeling of the counter-tops. A thing without beginning can have no end, can it? And you are afraid. Afraid that you will die tomorrow and not today.
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