Friday, September 15, 2006
Don't Ask Questions
Where do I turn? There, the cemetery gates. Tombstones, left and right. Mud. Keep going. A highway, a city. Lights. Why is there a city in the middle of a cemetery? Don't ask questions. Keep driving. Where is this going? The car has no breaks. It's not going to stop. My legs won't move. My arms won't move. I can't drive. The cemetery gates. Tombstones. Mud.
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