On the third day, I watched it rain ears.
At first, it was one or two - hollow thuds on the shredded tire playground floor - but soon they fell harder, a downpour, sending children screaming into their mothers' minivans, chased by a heavenly volley of bloody hearing organs. My umbrella tore to pieces in an instant.
As the world burned around me, I picked a particularly fleshy specimen up from the ground and marveled at just how easy it is to upset the equilibrium of things.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
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3 comments:
At first I thought that said cars.
this pal is glad to see you back to work, Buddy
Who took those prom photos? They are fantastic.
Good imagery -- like a Leonard Cohen song.
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