Pictures of Passing Cars

I get a strange feeling, when I am lying in bed and my room is dark and I look out my window to the half lit back yard and I can see the neighbors TV flickering. There is a tall fence in between our yards, but the movement and colors are apparent through the cracks. Its strange to know that the only people in the world who know are them and me. Its 2 AM. Its every night. Its my best friends old house. I cannot drag my eyes away from the omnipotent presence. Soon it goes off and I fall back into my world.

When i got home from school my mom wanted to talk so I sat on the couch and leaned my head back. The cieling light was casting purple spikes about its circumference, and the textured lines on the pale sickly cieling distorted the light. A roly poly was crawling outward from what was likely a massive purple abyss. I sat and watched it crawl.

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