"I don't like the country, it creeps me out.
In the country, dead bodies live in swamps, and ditches, and shallow graves.
A man dumps the body of a girl in a ditch.
The body rotts,
melts into slime.
Flowers pop up where the body lies,
seeds fly out of the flowers,
and a bee sucks the flowers and makes honey.
And then the family of the girl buys the honey from the store.
And the family eats the girl."
Tracey Fragments
zaterdag 23 oktober 2010
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