of his flared nostrils and perked up ears accenting his animalness.
of his eyes.
of david's eyes.
of the frightened deer.
of david's eyes.
of the passenger eating his chocolate bar. he turns thoughtfully, wondering if he had heard something. satisfied that he is alone, he begins his walk down one of the long serpentine tunnels that make up london's tubes. he feels he's being followed and turns slowly to look. there is no one and he continues, concerned about his imagination.