"Back to summertime. It was almost 6 months to the day.
Eyes clock to his hand.
Liquid crystals on his watch catch rays of morning peeking through.
Moving the pillows out of the way. Tries to make the time...."Black Plastic
"Someone's coming round in the evening
One touch on the face of a city.
Boyblack plastic chair with some time to spare
Black plastic, touching black plastic..."Evil
"When a menthol hit, hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes,
Like a transmission, on an empty channel, all lines are closed.
Taking photographs, speaking slowly through the permanent waves
The taste in her mouth that she read about earlier today..."|
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