2002-09-19 || 9:18 a.m.

|| on a day like this ||

santa ana winds: windbreakers charged with static electricity. falling socks. newspaper and candy wrappers crucified on chain link fences. the names of imaginary horses. wilting rose petals. plastic toys left in flower beds. dry cereal. double dutch jumprope. white circles painted on black asphalt. the smell of the insides of a musty chest of drawers. aged shelf paper with yellow flowers fading. water damaged bridal gowns. black and white television. metal lunch pails. riding on the handlebars of a bicycle. dead leaves with snarled veins.

i think i would like to find a haunted house to sit in, to watch the rocking chair creak back and forth while the grandfather clock chimes out of turn.

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