Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Litter -No.1

The remains of honey

I can’t seem to loose the trail, scattered breadcrumbs lead me back again. I should mash them into the earth with my feet, but instead crouch down and give them a lick. The remains of honey churns my stomach, releases bile. Who knows the way to go, please show me the way to go?

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