http://carrioncannon.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] carrioncannon.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fissionmailed 2008-09-09 10:14 am (UTC)

[Some days it's like you're a rat in a maze, chasing after another, smaller rat. No matter how fast you move he can see you coming, and he keeps playing clever tricks with the rat version of Nikita missiles.]

[Like any good labyrinth, be it designed by Daedalus or whatever poor bastard makes the ones for the backs of cereal boxes, at the center was a bar.]

[They said the cocktails were to die for but I'd already tried that. Didn't take.]

[I order vodka and slide into a corner booth, shifting my cannon to the side. She's a little heavy but I know she'll never run off with the milkman.]

[The old sayings don't lie, though you can make them mean whatever you want. When the currents change, the walrus is the first to know. Something's going on. The trick is catching your ice floe before it's too late.]

[Two seals walk into a club. The story ends there.]


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