Saturday, 6 December 2008
Man chewing gum
It is well-chewed by now. He catches it with his teeth, and thrusts his tongue through the middle of the lump and between, out of his mouth and into the air: tongue sheathed in a drumskin-coloured condom. After this breaks he cannot help but grin as he draws the ragged strand of it back inside his mouth. It is closer to him than his jugular vein.