THE DAILY ASSIGNATION: Day 27 "Shelter"

Speeding trough town, crossing the lines drawn on the tiny tiny google earth, street view. -- The air is stale down here. -- Rot. -- Rot. With a german accent. -- Set down the rows and rows and rows and make the lines out of cement tarmac asphalt so it can never never nver never change like immutable words of ancient plays marching under the banner of cannon. -- 'Speed Hump' the sign says. -- Trapped in the earth, a coffin a tomb, an idea that we can never survive. -- They, those in the story, are in a nuclear war bunker. -- A moment's hesistation in the engine when you hit the gas, taking a breathe before the scream. -- The bumps the needle left. -- Speed: the additude. -- Nodding off between your girlfriend's legs. Feeling the kick in the back of your legs, while she's on top of you. -- Limp ambition, devastated motivation, a loss of the naivety need to try and change the world. -- Rise/Fall/Ascend/Bend/Descend. -- Rot. -- Rot. -- Red Rot Rot. -- I watched a movie today, where the world ended. At the end, but it was ending the whole time, slow slow slow, and one of them almost shot up some H. Saw some other snorting, dont see that too much now a days. -- Rot. -- Rot. -- Rot.