Wednesday, 1 May 2013

Graveyard appliance

A brief scene from my nights sleep. It was night, dark but warm, I was walking through a graveyard in search of, I assumed a certain headstone.
The only thing being that none of the graves had any headstones, just slightly raised mounds of earth to indicate where they were.

I reached the perimeter wall to find a grave marked with a washing machine as a headstone.
All around the floor was rubbish and discarded household appliances and beyond the wall a man and woman shouted at each other in their front garden.
I looked around saddened by what I saw and walked away with my head hung low.


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