A TALE
by Chsitopher T Dabrowski
translated by Julia Mraczny

 
ONCE UPON A time, in the land of acid rains, where the air is saturated with poisonous fumes, there were living corpses—dull minds stuck in bodies.

Although life was smouldering in them they were already dead, as programmed robots.

Mechanically, they were going through every new day: to work, from work, children, eating, sleep-ing, fucking, goddamn it!

Their lifeless existence was sub-merged in the senseless vegetation.

Probably that’s why they accepted with joy and liveliness the fact that any day now a meteorite would hit the Earth. They were glad that it would free them from the ugly lifelessness.