Monday, August 24, 2009

Worms - a 50-word photostory

Janine said no-one would come. Why would they? It wasn’t as if the worms did anything anyway. They just… slithered. But Brian had faith. He imagined a queue of people whose hearts leapt like his when they found one in the garden. A worm-like relieved queue slithering, exposing their shame.

1 comment:

Kathryn said...

Entertainment isn't what it once was. Now it's run by worms. You think you're going to watch a film. What really happens is that they lure you in to a dark windowless box, tickle every one of your gullible orifices and lick your wallet clean. You'll be alive but lighter.