Monday, June 05, 2006

She might not have a face


Now showing. At random times.

Across the side window of our apartment, we face another window of a room. There lives a female Homo Sapien.
We have no idea how she looks like. For the past 4 months we've only seen her back. Sometimes the flashes from her laptop.
We call her Suckles.
In fact, this whole 'movie poster' theme was just to cover up that we are sad inviduals perving on a stranger across the street.
But when the desperation gets going, the going gets desperate. We need to make up stories to gain warmth in this cold, numb, mindless world of apartment living. Plus she might be hot.
Suckles is no stranger. She's a part of our lives. We check on her everyday. Sometimes if we're lucky, she let's her blinds open for several hours. Suckles, if you're reading this, I apologize for the time we waved to you while holding knives in KKK costumes.