Small world from Small World by The Young Lions

i had to get out of here. i looked at the clock and found it was twenty minutes to four. bars opened at four, if the bartender was on time. i began to walk around the apartment. i went into the bathroom and kitchen. i came back. i buttoned my shoes. i buttoned my tie again. but why hurry. twenty minutes took a hell of a while, i could do a million things in twenty minutes, chances are an hour later it would still be twenty to four. i sat down, breathing heavily. what was i ever going to do now? to visit that bar the entire rest of my life, of course, was simply out of the question. i could stay out of the town for the rest of my days. could? i'd have to. suppose i should see somebody who had been there, suppose somebody I knew had been there and i hadn't noticed - and the other one had. i might meet them, i might run into any one of them some day, maybe they even knew somebody i knew. it was not beyond the bounds of possibility, it was a small world.

• Experimental
• alternative
• electro-acoustic
• post-experimental
• speculative
• ultra