Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Broken Blood Vessel Breasts

The twenty-second door



I left my apartment. And I will only enter again next year. Certainly I've started the stove. Or the light is still burning. Maybe the heater or to three and when I come back in the new year, I have it nice and warm and a bold statement in the mailbox. A smoke detector I still have not. If that is still burning a candle ... But by something I let myself worry not. Is on holiday. And fortunately I have no Christmas tree at least ...

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