Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Richard was tried and executed for serial lateness. We spent his last hours with our arms wrapped around him. We coloured his skin with crayolas, drew around his mouth in felt tip. We lay on the grass and appealed to the courts. We went unheard. We knocked him up and out, crammed paracetamol and aspirin between his lips and we held on to his fingers, wrists. He was guillotined. I mourned him.