Thursday, 8 January 2009

raining trees

Yesterday I looked out of the window and saw that the trees were raining. At first I thought that the sky was raining as usual, but I noticed it was coming from the trees . They were pouring down torrents of clear fluid onto the shadowed ground beneath. Droplets of pure misery were falling from the leaves. Not many people know that misery is a liquid but I do. It floats around as vapour in hospitals and job centres. Anyway, this stuff was falling from the trees, wetting the ground and creating puddles of despair. They are black, like wailing mouths with blades of grass for teeth. The drips are like a tongue, licking their sad lips. I hope that they don’t sometime try to eat me.

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