He put his earbuds on and fell asleep and during that time the world changed and things died and then he ran out of batteries and complained.
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The relentless barrage of worthlessness. I’m tired of spam! I yell and then from over the cubicle wall, a tuna sandwich, and it tastes good.
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I returned home with a pizza. I put it on the counter and turned on the TV. The phone rang. You haven’t even noticed I’ve left you, she said.
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We were watching the cooking shows and she said, I’m hungry, so I went and poured two bowls of cereal and then we watched more cooking shows.
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I offered her a smoke and she took it. We sat baking in the sun. When’s the last time you cared about anything? I asked. She didn’t respond.
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We lie entwined, glowing, denouement as discovery. I used to pick my nose, I say. I don’t really know why. She sticks her finger in my nose.
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He orders a beer. The woman next to him says, Great shoes. He says, My feet look better with them off. And then she wonders why she bothers.
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I’ve become dark, I tell her. She takes me in her arms. We’ll figure it out, she says. She begins to cry. But I’m just talking about my tan.
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And then the last of the guests left and I looked around the house and held my head in wonder, and I said, I hate people more than ever now.
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I asked for a beer. No. I demanded a beer. The greatest demand in the history of demanding. Then my demand became a plea. I’m still waiting.