110113 #pigeon And she lives aaaaall alone in this big old nice house.... 081413 #worm You bare a straight-razor smile. Are you alive? Then cut me up; I would prefer it to your walking toward me dead. You swing at me; I dodge. You swing again. You catch my wrist. It should be a simple matter to get out of this, and yet--as I struggle, you prove stronger than I had imagined. Your smile comes close enough--almost!--for me to see. Dead? Not dead? I begin to know fear.