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Sunday, 1 November 2009

Fifty Odd Words No. 48

I had this dream. It was dark and I was pushing through a corn field, you know? The sort where the ears come right up to your chest and it’s like you’re wading through water. The moon lit up the leaves like ghosts.

And where did you go?

Nowhere, I was lost.

1 comment:

Trouble.Thinks said...

I like this! Nice imagery. I like getting lost too.