måndag 25 augusti 2008

DealerBoy.

There is screaming outside my window as I'm about to fall asleep, a child is crying or a dog i very badly scarred. The racket echoes in my head and leaves me with sore ears. The calling of the night do not attract the weary.

The boy with golden hair brought us home once again, with a carpet full of mau we played like the children we are. But we had to stay sharp, my companion and I, the house viewing was just about to start.

We came to a broken down old neighbourhood that seemed nice and quiet. We felt the soft air of a small town suburb and we passed houses of different colors. In the doorway of one of the cooler houses I've ever seen, the landlord of the manor said I could have my room here and as the walls were narrowing a smile was filling my face.

The Joker has inspired me to grat things, to let people go. He is a prophet on a new generation, a braver race of independent citizens, he is the new God and Heath Ledger was his messenger.

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