Sunday, April 24, 2011

the hitch-hiker

I said,
"Where would you like to go?",
and he said,
"SheepWorld."

He asked
if we were going
"to the Dargaville burn-out comp"
and we
avoided the question.

I watched the
rear-view mirror
closely
in case of knives appearing suddenly
and lifted my back slightly forward
of the chair.

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