Part 3
no more scraps. the cell is far behind. i think i hope.
a sign speaks but not in my language. the umbrella of darkness is lightening i must move. stupid sign can’t see me crawl. the sign sings.. i understand the arrow. follow the arrow anyway. no more glowing fruit just hard darkness.. and a dark strip i edge along, the heat melting its surface. the calloused scabs break and flow the smell of iron blending into the tar. it hits barrier. watch as the fool attempts to eat through the thicket.. a thorned bush.. a failed attempt. cut lip i feed on the liquid rust. precious drops left in dust trail as i reach the black arrow.
my head electric becomes thick.. a warning to the upcoming sun and the time that is dying on this arrow. my exit.
need to move my thing off this arrow. this arrow will kill.. i need to move the tornado away from the arrow and stop it making the sun restore.
to my feet i cripple-up.. i must preserve my lake the river that floods through me if it dries in this dirt we will all be done for. all. walk now or shuffle into the invisible shackle.. a ludicrous gait.. my arms swing and bring up dust devils. I must be careful. the sun is exposing itself but still too weak to interfere. I bring it’s creatures I awake a beast of a different language.. tapping the road.. the arrow.. i warn off time i am tired. slow.
the cabin opens.. a space shielded from motion.. clean. man laughed then spoke not what but how.. threw me bottom clothes and pointed to platform. much faster now. a fork appears I laugh or cry.. I know there are tears. transport veers wrong. idiot body cowers in the back pan as i try my electric stings. idiot body points direction.. cabin laughs. I should hold onto these resources.. fight off the suns evaporation of electric cloud. all electric clouds.
ex cabin man pulls me to look at time arrow split..i hold all in. he points. i point, he points again and fidgets and yells.. must be hard time standing on this arrow. i nod hard time hard time. he points to the platform and I climb on. we only take one arrow,
more distance more creatures more clouds more sun. fade.
does memory recognise fingers arms weight.. platform stops. cabin yells. nod to cabin. cabin yells more. many creatures about.. automatic behaviour they are probably dead.. they are lighted by fruit bulbs.. must be careful. cabin barks.
joining the crowd in all ways i join the crowd not just through the thrown rocks and wish for the constant of my cell just there beyond the carousel
no more scraps. the cell is far behind. i think i hope.
a sign speaks but not in my language. the umbrella of darkness is lightening i must move. stupid sign can’t see me crawl. the sign sings.. i understand the arrow. follow the arrow anyway. no more glowing fruit just hard darkness.. and a dark strip i edge along, the heat melting its surface. the calloused scabs break and flow the smell of iron blending into the tar. it hits barrier. watch as the fool attempts to eat through the thicket.. a thorned bush.. a failed attempt. cut lip i feed on the liquid rust. precious drops left in dust trail as i reach the black arrow.
my head electric becomes thick.. a warning to the upcoming sun and the time that is dying on this arrow. my exit.
need to move my thing off this arrow. this arrow will kill.. i need to move the tornado away from the arrow and stop it making the sun restore.
to my feet i cripple-up.. i must preserve my lake the river that floods through me if it dries in this dirt we will all be done for. all. walk now or shuffle into the invisible shackle.. a ludicrous gait.. my arms swing and bring up dust devils. I must be careful. the sun is exposing itself but still too weak to interfere. I bring it’s creatures I awake a beast of a different language.. tapping the road.. the arrow.. i warn off time i am tired. slow.
the cabin opens.. a space shielded from motion.. clean. man laughed then spoke not what but how.. threw me bottom clothes and pointed to platform. much faster now. a fork appears I laugh or cry.. I know there are tears. transport veers wrong. idiot body cowers in the back pan as i try my electric stings. idiot body points direction.. cabin laughs. I should hold onto these resources.. fight off the suns evaporation of electric cloud. all electric clouds.
ex cabin man pulls me to look at time arrow split..i hold all in. he points. i point, he points again and fidgets and yells.. must be hard time standing on this arrow. i nod hard time hard time. he points to the platform and I climb on. we only take one arrow,
more distance more creatures more clouds more sun. fade.
does memory recognise fingers arms weight.. platform stops. cabin yells. nod to cabin. cabin yells more. many creatures about.. automatic behaviour they are probably dead.. they are lighted by fruit bulbs.. must be careful. cabin barks.
joining the crowd in all ways i join the crowd not just through the thrown rocks and wish for the constant of my cell just there beyond the carousel
posted by rigby at 04:44
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it's beautifully strange to have you read and comment on my stuff
thankyou so much
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