Tuesday, June 16, 2009

They Shaded Their Eyes

They shaded their eyes against the dark blue sun and they licked their lips waiting for alarm clocks and they smiled and groomed their skin with blades made of flattened silver and coughed into fists of curled fingers and they tripped over table cloth covered in footprints and forgot the touch of doorknobs so they tied ribbons around bent fingers and there is a smell of cold smoke and receding lines and they smiled some more.

As inspired by They Kissed Their Homes.

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