Saturday, February 14, 2015
Long strands of gelatinous fluid link my love and I always. It feels good to know we are connected but it can be problematic for others. The fluid is very sticky. Little dogs get trapped in it, and as their owners attempt to extract them, they too become stuck and panicky. The only option is to execute them. The police understand this, and brook us no contretemps. But the corpses are no easier to extract than live bodies, and so we are constantly connected to many corpses, as well as each other. This thought dulls the romance slightly.