Thursday, December 11, 2014



Still Life with CIA, At Home 

The news, now unhidden, made him frown. 
His wife felt the frown crease him, and 
the house. She said: “Honey  may I
do anything for - um, can I get you anyth-”

SHUT THE FUCK UP! NO DINNER
NO TALKING NO QUESTIONS AND
NO! YOU CAN’T DO ANYTHING ... 
Go stand over there all night. He said. 

She did, she did, she ... did. 



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