Sunday 7 March 2010

nabokov



I thought I'd passed the threshold. Lo-li-ta read aloud just as I could see the finish line. Racing to meet the ribbon greet my waist I stumbled, tripping back into dangerous ground. She recovered me, fed, watered, coldly reminded me to sprint on. Run rabbit run.

1 comment:

Sylvie said...

Run rabbit run, indeed!