Spooky Stole My Noodle
scanning the floor for leftover appendages.


Tuesday, August 05, 2003  

Folded Beside the Crease



I was welcomed with a platter of fishfins. All colored and shiny, just recently removed from their living hosts. Looking around the room I saw a man with a well-maintained manicure cooling his face in the fishtank. All of the fish therein, though, still had their fins.

Later, in the room at the top of the stairs where the lightbulbs never work, I put my shoulders under the carpet and left through the pinhole in the blind.

posted by Kingo Sleemer | 6:26 PM
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