Thud

Some photons, in a pulse of waves bouncing off planets and asteroids en route from the sun, via mirrors and glass, dazzling delightedly, squeezed past my kitchen window curtain, pierced the sloughed dust and bacterial smog and penetrated my cornea, sending some LSD-like spasm shuddering across my retina and up my optic nerve in a babble of confused neurones, ******* with my brain, triggering a whole day of caterpillars crawling in my peripheral vision and beetles gnawing at the inside of my skull, trying to get out.

I'd have drilled them a hole if my Black and Decker had been on charge.
CrookedMan CrookedMan
46-50
1 Response Jan 15, 2013

worked for max cohen......