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September 22, 2007
What do They Say?
The air conditioner has seen better days. It has a pair of dials on the front marked "Fan" and "Temperature," wooing patrons into a false sense of control. This unit has, however, has only two real settings: Loud and Off. Somewhere inside a thermocouple patiently waits for the moment of truth.
You wake suddenly. You lie motionless, naked and sweating. You've kicked the blankets onto the floor--perhaps because you were hot, but more likely due to the smell. Where are you? Your eyes dart around the room looking for moving shadows and ghosts but find only LEDs. The Chillthrower under the window begins to freeze the beads of sweat on the back of your knees. You expect to hear dripping water but it's drowned out by the sound of haloalkanes being compressed into liquid.
You rise to fetch your blankets off the floor and realize you need to piss. You reach for the light next to the bed and rotate the switch. Stumbling toward the bathroom you see your notes written on the mirror in purple dry-erase marker.
What do they say?
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