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Comment by Dr Tom Payne on June 3, 2010 at 0:23

Comment by Dr Tom Payne on June 3, 2010 at 0:20

Greystones Motel... Somewhere near Sennybridge

I stand motionless upon a small patch of concrete. Beside me to my left is an antique petrol pump, its insides exposed and the perishing metal innards turning to rust. Pale blue barnacles encrust the roof of the disused machine and it has become something other than that which I imagine it once was. I cannot see it. I can sense it in my peripheral vision but I can no longer be certain of its composition. I can only imagine what I saw a few moments before, when I was moving and before I was still. I remember it.

Comment by Dr Tom Payne on May 31, 2010 at 12:33