Tuesday, September 02, 2008

stateful

Flood in the lane, emergency planning, dull cloudy battlefield overhead. You could get past by pulling yourself up the soft bank using a bramble, then treading the juicy nettle-stems along the top and dropping back down at the far end. If a car came when you were half-way along then you got a soaking.


Do you remember sitting in the car, under the streetlights, writing down my monthly outgoings in your book, and then suddenly it began to fleck purple on the page and on your sums... The raindrops must be coming from outer space, they were dry and they could penetrate the car roof...

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