FlatOfAngles(Pt.2)

Flat Of Angles (Pt.2) - Benedict Cumberbatch

And now for the second part of the fourth part late night tale stories

Flat of Angles

Written by Simon Cleary

And read by me Benedict Cumberbatch

Is there any more drink around here

Do you have any

Its alright I haven't been to bed yet

I'm not drinking in the morning

I swear I had a couple of

No I think I had them before I headed out last night

I sometimes feel like I am in the 1980s

Or perhaps it's part of my mom's fault watching Esatenders

With my family lying back on the green velour sofa

Looking out at the sodium lights of the A505

Hands fiddling with the glass on the tarnished aluminium of

The Secondary double glazing thinking imagining romantic futures

Set out for me by songs

From top of the pops twisted by lyrics of Genesis

Starry starry nights

Paint your pallid blue and grey

Red and gold

Are royal colors

Yeah yeah

Industrial state

Instead

Anyway like I say it was great

I was waiting in the corridor to go to the toilet

Standing right in front of the door

It opened and this girl was standing there

I was a little shocked hadn't expected it and jumped a little

She did the same thing a second later smiling

I tilted my head left about to speak and look sympathetic

And she tilted her head right

I raised my right hand she raised her left

I put it back by my side straightened my head

And she did the same

"I'll be your mirror" she said

Nothing else existed for a second there I felt calm and wanted no more

Then some chump who had slunk up the corridor goes

"Awww that is so cute"

I barged past her and slammed the door

Shot the lock across the handle fell off

This can't actually have happened

She is only 28 only

What are we doing with our lives

Why are we carrying on like this

For God's sake why don't we grow up

Pretending we are hip

Throwing our bodies around the room around the town

Projected on cheap MDMA and ciders with ice our shadows are long

They slip over the horizon grow thinner

And disappear only the all-encompassing shadow of night takes over

That is greater than any of us

Then morning comes and it goes away

It peels the film from eyes

Sparks cells into action

And eventually resurrects those who have avoided it

It says here is a day

Do with it as you will