It's the year 2000 inside my car, outside it's a few years later...
Friday, 29 January 2010
Still and dark
The metal stays cold. It's been cold for months it seems, and muddy and salty and spattered with a thousand different marks thrown up by a thousand trucks or buses or Range Rovers. Road film, grease, oil and unidentifiable matter, a stew of mixed material from the four corners of a five cornered universe. I need to get to a car wash pronto, once the daylight returns.