Tuesday, September 15, 2009

damp vermin

Dark and rainy here for the last three days solid. Rained for something like 35 straight hours. Then it rained some more. Darkly.

Out today on a bicycling scrounge ride--in the dark rain--I discovered two boxes of books in a Dumpster. I found myself drawn to certain of the titles, which I plucked from the boxes, wrapped in a scrounged plastic bag--to keep them out of the rain, you know--and hauled home. Among them: Conrad's Heart of Darkness; Camus' The Plague; Kafka's The Metamorphosis; and Dostoevsky's Notes from Underground.

Then when I got home, I awoke to find myself a large, damp vermin.

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