Today, you notice an old string.
It's wound 'round your throat, and tied to something in the distance.
You grimace, trying to see a full form at the other end.
The leash constricts your throat; your ears swell; you slobber.
You would like to breathe freely. You wouldn't mind eating.
You cut the string.
It's wound 'round your throat, and tied to something in the distance.
You grimace, trying to see a full form at the other end.
The leash constricts your throat; your ears swell; you slobber.
You would like to breathe freely. You wouldn't mind eating.
You cut the string.
