My Diary: Palm Of My Hand In An Infinity

I climbed out of the alligator mouth dressed as a nurse from the Crimean War.‭ ‬June was wearing a hessian sack which had only recently been emptied of its contents on the amphitheatre floor and I stood on cinders that had fallen from the everyday dragon’s mouth.‭ ‬A voice that had issued from the corner of a room instead of a mouth slowly receded into the distance like a song than no one noticed until it had ended.‭ ‬I shut the door after June had shut her handbag and we sailed up the road on the back of passing stranger’s hand‭ ‬-‭ ‬its shadow made a goose shape flying into a seemingly infinite distance‭ (‬I still think infinity is just a CD without a hole in the middle‭)‬.‭ ‬When the snow geese had reached their destination they both picked up small bodies and exchanged large giggles.

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