So we walked a while, I guess,
\nAlong some disused byway.
\nAt the time we could have been heading into an incinerator,
\nBut there was nothing so pleasurable awaiting us. <\/p>\n
I had told everybody that I had deflated them,
\nAnd that they were now practically, as well as theoretically, useless-
\nAnd that they shouldn\u2019t ever contact me again
\nBecause I would be “out of town”
\n“On business”.<\/p>\n
We walked past a burnt out warehouse that stunk of something,
\nI don\u2019t know what,
\nAnd I made a mental note regarding my inevitable death. <\/p>\n
“It\u2019s inevitable,” I said.<\/p>\n
“What\u2019s inevitable?”
\nParts of trees fell away and drifted off pointedly,
\nThough not entirely abreast of “why”.<\/p>\n
“My death,” I responded eventually, getting my breath under control.<\/p>\n
We walked past a dog that was vomiting up something,
\nI couldn\u2019t see what,
\nPossibly another dog.
\nIt looked at us without a glimpse of mercy;
\nJust cold, selfish, self-dread hanging in its hangdog eyes. <\/p>\n
Like us, it had gone right out of style.<\/p>\n
“I told everyone to fuck off,” I muttered of factly,
\nThe words popping out,
\nEach one as unutterably alien to me as my body.<\/p>\n
I got no reply for we had already become inextricable. <\/p>\n
And we were walking up to the incinerator.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So we walked a while, I guess, Along some disused byway. At the time we could have been heading into an incinerator, But there was nothing so pleasurable awaiting us. I had told everybody that I had deflated them, And … Continue reading