Hello! Hi! Yeeha! Flowers bees and sunshine! To da moon! Backed up the Truck! Trains leaving the Station! Last chance to buy under $50! The clock says high noon 12 o' clock! The calendar says 25 april 2011! The room is clouded with happy smiling people! The sphere is hot and humid. A topic appears every 5 minutes! A post appears every 30 seconds to Mars! It's scrolling like the quadruple counters in the Casino! Rock 'n roll! WARP Silence. Raindrops slowly hit the ground. It's cold. And dark. Under the last working streetlight outside, a long face. The only sound is Tick. Tick. The clock that says midnight 12 o' clock. The calendar says 27 december 2015. A whisper only finds walls on its path to die. Only a brave mans topic appears. The reply counter stays on 0. The news is last months news. The funeral was years ago. The graveyard is what remains. Cold humidity. Some say that death is start of birth. But there are no worms to do the job. They left for a better place. A face appears in the mist. Wondering what to do. .
In 2011 there was too much noise to hear them. Now it's too cold for them. So crickets aren't part of the story. That's how things are!
