Некултурно пространство

21 by cut:eater
26 September 2010, 19:09
Filed under: квадратни истории

they fucked upset. each looking the other way. but a mosquito entered the room buzzing and they both leaped out of the window in despair.

the mosquito flew around the room; over the bed sheets, over the sheets of paper, over clothes frantically thrown everywhere, over the floor and over the ceiling, spinning in despair.

when i was young there were nights i couldn’t sleep. nights full of mosquitoes. and they keep returning to my mind.


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