Monday, February 14, 2011

Shortest Short Story #2

I saw birds flock in the snowy earth.
The cold air was a haze.
Power lines towered over tall trees.
The sunlit field was an unnerving green.

All you future old men and women mark the great wastefulness of your concerns today.
Tomorrow it will be your cruelest and most bitter bane.

And then they all ate ice cream*

*For someone

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