namrogetak * kategorman
did you sit on the bench? if so what happened? do you experience the last minute of time? i imagine someone sitting there in a long skirt. the rest of the world is silent b/c everyone is gone. after the last minute the woman in the long skirt will be gone, too. it is so quiet and yet there is still a tree-lined side street and a cool September breeze. something happens in the last minute, there, on the bench. i don’t know what it is, but it is a moment of great significance. then it is up and nothing is.
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