exits & lures
A factory closed. Workers and management moved out. I moved in.
I live off the pigeons and rodents I capture. Sunlight through broken windows feels nice in the late morning.
I found some old J.C. Penney catalogs from the '60's in an unlocked locker. I masturbate over black & white pictures of women modelling hosiery.
I dream at night of finding a secret door, an exit from the Earth, and stepping outside--or luring you inside.