He looked austere (untitled)

He looked austere, but inside seas of lead evaporated. He tried to turn the radio off, but it took three pushes on the button. The forecaster announced autumn weather would bring in summer. Yet they celebrated the beginning of the season by orgasmic salute.

 

He got up this morning with the same feeling of disjointedness. A literal sensation of disconnected nerves located in the back of his neck. Is this the flu? He asked the day before.

22-06-2004

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