
it was one of those tuesday mornings where the weight of the day bore down preternaturally beforeupon waking, where the grimness of the forthcoming billowed up, slack and wet round ankles like so much gas filled frog spawn, where the bilious puffs of traffic spew and jagged ragged ribbon of other conversations flighted face-wards with the unrestrained glee of mnemonic glassings. fog brained mumblemouths spouting unreconstructed adverbs down waxy canals numbing my brainerry and tightening my scrotal sac with unwarranted oh-pin-yon. blood roils and eyeballs mist with the unlife of living. some days are made for blanket cocooning [...]