If Gasoline Was On Our Shoes And We Were Under Electric Blankets Would We Be Camera Shy


				If Gasoline Was On Our Shoes And We Were Under Electric Blankets Would We Be Camera Shy

Or,

I Am Trying To Narrate The Sounds Of Spit On Linoleum Floors

4:36 PM Thursday 8-14-08

Welcome to Bogota, the smell of gasoline and the land of kisses on the cheeks of old aunts.

I pet the cat by the door at the foot of your bed.