enough

at some point in time i sat in the park, sitting in the breeze, listening to songs, waiting. waiting and waiting, and at some point in time the breeze became a chilly wind, as two stars moved across the narrow sky outlined by two flats.

there were bodies lying around, and things were growing out of them - out of their stomachs, out of their necks. the hardest part is figuring out what happened in between.

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