on the wall.

"And then we sat down to destruction. Around the table, glazed and perforated, magnetic attraction to disperse freely amongst friends and the most trivial of acquaintances. Do you remember when we could open each other’s eyes? Did you remember the wind that scattered the scraps to the dogs and pulled lurid colours to our cheeks? We felt the tinge of frostbite and other maladies that would only garner us the attention we desired; on hospital beds we might feel loved. And then we remembered. And sparks rained on our consciousness; our minds opened. Books with the attraction of dust.

Chairs made holes in the floor, under such a focusSed pressure, with iron and wood and the remnants of ancient lacquer and liqueurs and Hosts."