colin kept clean syringes fastened in his briefcase just in case he needed closure they'd be close at hand mel made scrumptious banquets set the table just for two kept her strychnine in the kitchen sealed in vacuum-tight containers
mel and colin lived precariously on edge from day to day mel and colin didn't speak because they had nothing to say mel and colin didn't speak because their minds worked the same way
colin knotted ropes and cords and hung them on his closet door stashing part of his collection in the backseat of his car mel stole old prescriptions from her sickly coworkers safe behind the bathroom mirror ready to cure everything
faced with each other they silently vowed they would both stick together through thickest and thin faced with the rest they cradled each other one hand on a razor antifreeze a pin sometimes the knife cut but it never went in
colin's cubicle was sparse words on his computer screen on the phone his voice was plastic cyanide tucked in his palm mel scanned produce at the market trigger finger taut and trained scanning with her eyes in sockets shrunken from the wash cycleTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
