Tuesday, October 18, 2005
The flat does not have walls, it has a semi-permeable membrane. There is no division between inside and the garden: slugs laze on the kitchen floor; worms hang around on bathroom walls; but mice, mice have the most fun at my expense. They play peekaboo with me. I catch them in my peripheral vision, calmly observing me from doorways. They leave me with no choice: I have broken out the sultanas. And note well my friends, these sultanas will not encase sleeping tablets, they will lead a trail to the pads of traps.
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