Friday, December 19, 2008

witness

Modern Dicktation 10a Geography
Current mood: quiet

You wake in on old looking room. It would rain but God has decreed not. You feel guilty. You are not alone. Her home made duds and bibles litter the floor. The room smells of honest sweat, boiled cabbage, and the faint odour of crushed dreams. There is no coffee to be had. You have just had sex in Utah.
Run.

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