Saturday, March 17, 2007
The Lips
A pair of lips in an otherwise black night. A man approaches them, glances around as if to make sure he’s alone, and tries to kiss them. They move slightly higher than he can reach, and so he goes for a ladder. They go higher and higher, and begin to dance about and mouth words to an unknown song.
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