Yesterday I was in the lift when Elvis got in. He nodded, civil enough like, and got out on the second floor. That’s it really.
Numbers
1234.
Language not recognised.
1234.
Not recognised. Do you require assistance?
Yes.
Not recognised.
Please help.
Not recognised.
A tweet would be sweet
She favourited me and favourited me but never retweeted. I tried to DM her but I think I was muted. Or blocked. A tweet would be sweet.
Once upon a time
“Once upon a time of dragons, once upon a time of flame, once upon a time of longing, once –”. Voices stilled. The earth rumbled.
Map
On white carpet she squeezed paint tubes to map out her lovings; lines of hot colour first arrowed, then wandered; then smudged.
J looked at the book
J looked at the book, then at the woman sitting next to it. Strangers on a train. She smiled back up at him and put the book away.
I the merman
I the merman thirst for your love as you thirst for air, thirst for the touch of your warm hand against my temple.
I the merman here in this bubble live for the thought of the sunlight on my back. My hair drifts. My flat eyes look upwards, there where I saw you.
Your hand is grazing the water, the white-painted boat rocks gently as a mother’s arms. Can I touch you? Can I take you? Will you scream and struggle for a while?
The touch of your warm fist against my temple. The thrash of the water around us. The bubbles from your silent mouth, the roundness of your eyes. I release you.
I the merman thirst for your love as you thirst for air, thirst for the touch of your warm hand against my temple.
Breath whistled
How can I ever know if people see their deaths in me, he asked.
A look at the back of the eye, the crook of an eyebrow, a flattening of ears, the whistle breath of fear. All these are clues, I said.
He sighed. I have seen all of those, he replied.
I heard my own breath whistle and closed my eyes.
No, open them, he said softly. You must see this to the end.
Originally published on Paragraph Planet http://www.paragraphplanet.com on Friday 13 June 2014
Cheaters gonna cheat
Cheaters gonna cheat
Fish gonna swim
Accountants gonna account
Look at the state of piscine false book keeping we’re in
I tacked lines by @broaddaylightUK and @misterhsk together and came up with this
I didn’t have the heart
I looked at my phone, a black mirror at the bottom of the goldfish bowl. The fish looked at me, then in the mirror. I didn’t have the heart.
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