Hours of driving nowhere, against the sunset, in the vain hope of getting lost on clearly paved roads. A thinning of the recent and ever-present ash amongst emerald spades. Passing caravans of rusted RV's, and shantytowns of cardboard and plasticine. Finding a valley of cats, born from the dreams of long-deceased youth. Horned felines carved into surfaces by the hands of ugly aristocrats. Swimming in the blackwater pool of a dilapidated hotel in naught but a pair of ragged, cut-off slacks. Mouthfuls of umber pills for the crippling ache in my hips and my knees. Shallow swallows from tiny, discarded tequila bottles. Dreaming about being drunk, and having nightmares about hundreds of yellow eyes.
4:02 p.m. - 2020-10-28
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