Poznan-3

We talked about war, about the necessity of body armor, about the benefits of train travel, about where all the dinner bells of the world had gone. 

We talked about necessity and superfluity. 

We talked about the possibility of World War Three. She said no one, impossible. I said just about anyone. 

She showed me from her purse a bear she's carried around for 17 years. I asked when we had stopped using buttons for eyes and were manufacturing fake eyes for stuffed bears. 

"Oh, a long time ago. Decades!" She beamed.

We made love in the little cube of the car that was mine all mine for the night. We pretended it was World War Three and the sounds of the tracks were endlessly marked off marches, locks, loads, firings. I wondered if the guns we were using in the desert still made those noises.

Like button eyes for stuffed bears. 

We fucked like rabbits.

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