Tuesday, February 16, 2010

The immaculate - 3

Above the streetlamp facing me, somebody opened the shutters. I saw a silhouette leaning briefly on the window frame, which then proceeded to dart to and fro, jumping about in strange eerie motions. The curtains heaved under a seesaw of air and blows, while shadows wandered from side to side in the sudden scenography, without pause or explanation. Further out the blurred hilly outline was increasingly darkened out by some calm, quiet night ink. What on earth was going on?
(to be continued)


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