Flat Of Angles Part 3 - Benedict Cumberbatch.mp3

[00:00.000]And now for the third part of four-part Late Night Tales story
[00:04.000]"Flat of Angles"
[00:05.000]Written by Simon Cleary
[00:06.000]And read by me Benendict Cumberbatch
[00:10.000]I just can't access my thoughts
[00:11.000]Or put them into words
[00:13.000]I think now my brain recycle been awaiting deletion
[00:17.000]Still no reply to my text, I send to its ...
[00:21.000]Oh, let me see
[00:22.000]9:48, and it's now 10 o'clock
[00:25.000]She hasn't texted to me in response
[00:27.000]To my imploring, longing, yearning message
[00:29.000]full of wiring sudden grief
[00:31.000]Thus, morning!（escalation mark）
[00:33.000]How are you
[00:34.000]I enjoyed our journey in the dark so can't wait this night!（escalation mark）
[00:39.000]Back at my place, looking forward to the gig tonight
[00:42.000]what time can you get there?
[00:43.000]Where is Rhythm Factory?（escalation mark）
[00:45.000]Have a great day!
[00:47.000]Kiss.
[00:49.000]As many questions as possible all crying out for response
[00:53.000]surface lightness, reflective even
[00:55.000]Asking after, referring to events our showing her I'm thinking of her
[00:59.000]The kiss bow
[01:00.999]That was contemplative for a good five minutes although we held hands briefly
[01:04.998]Near McDonald's on the Earl's Court Road last night
[01:06.998]I don't know that was to forward the kiss, too presumptuous now
[01:11.998]But, her touch, sent a clean electric impulse through me
[01:17.998]up my arm, into my brain
[01:19.998]It cuts through the K, the sodium light
[01:24.998]the rain I longed to protect her from my arms
[01:29.998]Now he's check of the message this phone results
[01:33.000]and a little clutch of pain somewhere of the sanity is heart
[01:38.000]The snails are climbing all over the wall in my bathroom
[01:43.000]There is a bush outside the window
[01:45.000]when it rains if I've left the window open
[01:47.000]which I need to, sometimes
[01:49.000]They crawl in
[01:52.000]The iridescent tracery they leave on
[01:54.000]Unknown journey sparkles in the bob light
[01:58.000]I take a Tesco-bag glove and gather them,
[02:00.998]bundle them out the window.
[02:08.000]My time spend with you before the war.
[02:14.000]She said she was going to Spain, hoped it wouldn’t rain,
[02:16.000]heard it wouldn’t rain. I wanted to go too,
[02:18.000]she said she was a solo traveler,
[02:20.000]it was her rule,
[02:21.000]she goes on journeys alone.
[02:23.000]With plenty to read.
[02:25.000]I recommend some books, so that perhaps a thought of me would go with her.
[02:29.000]Perhaps I am the only thought she had.
[02:30.000]Or more probably, she never thought of me, as I did of her.
[02:33.000]I wanted to say these things,
[02:35.000]but there was always a wall around me,
[02:37.000]I could never tell people how much they meant to me.
[02:39.000]I could tell others how much I hated some people,
[02:41.000]but could never even tell a friend I appreciated their company
[02:45.000]until I'd had 10 cans, then it would descend into a stereotypical drunken
[02:50.000]“You’re my best mate, you are.”
[02:54.000]So we opened that bottle of absinthe, and sat on the couch.
[02:58.000]I knocked a copy of The Face onto the floor,
[03:01.000]cleared away a few cans with my boots.
[03:02.000]We turned to face each other there,
[03:05.000]and my knee touched hers.
[03:10.000]I looked at our knees together,
[03:12.000]hers at the top of the black leather boots, hidden in grey woollen tights,
[03:16.000]with little bobbles on them.
[03:20.000]Her knee moved imperceptibly away,
[03:24.000]but I felt it.
[03:26.000]I looked up to her face
[03:28.000]as she said “Drink a shot with me, and look me in the eye as you do.”
[03:33.000]We did.
[03:35.000]and feel the effect of the alcohol,
[03:38.000]but her eyes gave me a warm glow,
[03:42.000]I was swallowed by them,
[03:45.000]as she swallowed the green liquid.
[03:48.000]I couldn’t get enough.
[03:50.000]We did it again and again.
[03:55.000]Rinse, then repeat.
[03:58.000]As needed.
[04:02.000]Well, we were fabric for a drama bass night
[04:06.000]we were about to bow about four
[04:08.000]Just getting our coats, when we and Tim getting some sorts of trouble with the coat room attendant, he lost his ticket
[04:12.000]She said "we'd have to wait until the end to get the coat
[04:16.000]So we had to sit outside by the meat market, in the freezing cold
[04:20.000]At least wear our coats
[04:21.000]Until 8, when it was finally over
[04:23.000]Tim with his only coat hanging around in the middle of this desert
[04:28.000]And then Tim, put his hand, in his jeans' pocket and pulls out a sweat rubbish ruffled ticket
[04:34.000]saying "I had it all along"
[04:38.000]Doug, saw this, he just screws his hands up into his face
[04:42.000]forces them to his side
[04:44.000]shaking, grating his teeth, groaning
[04:47.000]moving off slowly, muttering "fu~~~XX"
[04:53.000]Oh no, my number will be on her phone.
[04:58.000]They’ll know.
[05:00.000]I need to get round there and delete the calls.
[05:04.000]So it
[05:10.000]Out of the strong, came forth sweetness.
[05:16.000]It says that on the tins of Lyle’s Golden Syrup.
[05:18.000]Have you ever noticed that?
[05:20.000]It has a picture of a lion, dead,
[05:22.000]surrounded by bees, buzzing around,
[05:23.000]and feasting on the lion’s innards.
[05:24.000]It is from a Biblical story,
[05:26.000]someone was going somewhere,
[05:27.000]saw the lion dead in the sunshine,
[05:29.000]and carried on.
[05:30.000]On his way back,the bees had started to form a hive within the lion,
[05:34.000]and were creating honey.
[05:36.000]Hence out of the strong...
[05:40.000]I have enough here to join her, to join the lion.
[05:47.000]I can't walk around the block once more, again.
[05:52.000]I've been doing that for years, and I have never escaped.
[05:57.000]I don't even know why I'm doing it.
[06:01.000]I'm going nowhere, like those snails, except out the window.
[06:09.000]The streets are full of mercenary eyes.
[06:12.000]Veins full of evil serum.
[06:15.000]90 degrees from window.
[06:18.000]Right down to its gables.
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