Neurotic Restaurant
A trinity of waiters huddling just inside the entrance rattle through a series of disclaimers as you walk in, seem in fact to be partway down the list already as you open the door.
The Men and the Dogs
I saw the first man in the centre of town, out walking his dog, a little white terrier.
Hours
There was a wailing sound coming from the next room.
Transport / Slumped
The waiting crowd performs the little shuffle forth and back from the platform’s edge, taking turns to observe for any sign of the train’s arrival, passing and repassing one another in a sort of dance.
Breeds Contempt
Dreamt a seemingly inexhaustible stream of people kept moving in to the flat.
Jason
Jason
Jason in the next bed over has no arm, or you know, one arm left, no arm where one of them should be, is what I mean to say. I won’t go into what I have that confines me t