A certain degree of quiet


some nights are darker than others

the smell of cheap hideous cooking permeates the air and with it comes the wind

on the wind the dark thoughts linger

and they bring the scarlet fever

electric flesh and the skin peels of the surface of a dream

and then comes a sudden truth

the truth of the unexpected and unwelcome

and something is about to be born

the light flutters in the deep shutter speeds