Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Narrative 1

He was creeping about in the souls of Townsville among the dead vacant earth,
when he realized that "it's naked.- the earth I mean."
He turned gently as a rusty old road sign hung subtly flapping in the wind became aligned with his vision;
it read, "the end", he had forgotten how to speak, but what had entered his mind was-
"what am I doing here? I never saw the beginning."
-G.D.

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