(idea) by junkpile Thu Oct 05 2000 at 6:30:39

We are hiding in the rustedout car frame, we are sitting at an angle, the seats sag under us and the broken door hangs open in the air. What are we balanced on top of, and how long will it hold? Everything smells of warm rust.   We have been here silent a long time.   A dog barks in the distance and I wonder whose it is, and how far away. Shhh, I say, no one is looking for us but we do not want to be found.
I like it! 1 C!