Wednesday, 3 February 2016

Chickens

I had a dream that I went back in time, and every ex-lover was once again mine. They were staring at me looking unexpectedly kind, clad alluringly in silk and organized in a semi-circular line. I stared back at them like a pallid mime, grotesquely squirming and stalling for time. I managed a laugh that was perfectly ill-timed, and I felt that deep down, I had let down mankind.

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