Monday, January 18, 2010

Little People





"Hey Ma! Who's that?"

"Tusk."

"You sort of look like him."

Untouchable stranger is a pair of sunglasses inside Tokyo, they call her Crypt Pleaser pleasing the VIP invitation for a deejay teaser named Yoji Biomehanika, he is in trouble. Water Carrier dropped the ships at sea inside jeweled beads to duet compassionate eyes; Gemini compares tables for recording his finale.

"What does his name mean?"

"Fuck you I'm her baby."

"Does it really?"

"Where are you from?"

"Texas."

"God damn bloody fucking fuck fuck fuck fuck!"

"Miss! I'm setting up could you please be quiet."

"What are you? A momma's boy?"

"Yeah I am! You got a problem with that!"

"Does she know what you do on the weekend?"

"Why? You going to tell her?"

"Are you scared?"

"Shit."

There is a child wearing a viking helmet standing on top of my desk, whichever the number is whence I exist. A woman wearing red eclipses the moon a lion seeks rest inside her dress. I am prancing mating calls throughout the house; eight people sit inside a room.

"Where did she go?"

"Isn't this enough?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Look at us!"

"Who are you people?"

Somebody is laughing my belt off these pants I desperately need torn off this waist thickening reptilian muscular contraction.

"Keep your pants on Sir!"

"Is that where we come from?"

"What's inside of there that you must take out?"

"Why does your underwear say Lover Man?"

"Do you even know which one I am?"

"I am not saying anything to him."

"I'm not mad at him."

"I just came to watch this."

A theatrical mermaid sings to me from a stage; the language is Sicilian Italian. I wonder what brings me here; woman wears a mask from the balcony above my fever. Whatever this performer speaks of does not include me, I will excuse myself promptly; a brazen finger points, words of blasphemous cowardly sensuality anger me into a hurling punch.

"It's a man dressed like a woman."

"What are you?"

"A man and a woman."

"What is that?"

"Somebody who does not pretend to be either."

"I have a child."

"How?"

"I cut it off."

"What?"

"Bella Rosa....."

"Bleeding Rose......?"

"Beautiful Bleeding Rose."

Romance is a spectacle of Venetian honey; open windows watch us throughout the night. We leave a cottage for every child to understand except one.

Cherry blossoms cover the lavender aspect of a dream breaching my friend's reality. Jail guards allow me to spend five nights with Mighty Mouse.

"You're dreaming like a mad man in this house."

"I'm here with my brothers."

"I'm one too."

"I know."

"What was that one about?"

"Fantasy."

"You can't dream a fantasy."

"Then what did I just do?"

"You looked inside my head."

"What?"

"I know what's going to happen to everybody."

"How?"

"A mouse told me."

"I hate you."

"No you don't."

"I'm going back to sleep."

"You don't sleep."

"I'm mad at you."

"No you're not."

"This place fucking sucks."

"Yeah it does."

"Why are we here again?"

"We pissed those people off."

"What people?"

"They wear hats and stuff."

"Good description. I really do hate you."

"I never felt so close to you before."

"God damn you!"

"I don't want you to leave me."

"Guard! I do not want to be in a cell with this man anymore!"

"Where am I supposed to put you then!"

"I want you to stay in here with us."

"Damn it."

"Now there's three of us and this does not help the situation."

"I'm going to get fired for this."

"You can stay with me."

"Thanks."

"What about me?"

"I seriously hate you."

"I hate him too."

"I love you guys."

"I'm writing you a letter."

"I'm sitting right here!"

"Shit."

"If I get fired will you make a big deal and curse at the warden?"

"What's he like?"

"He likes pizza a lot."

"I miss those guys who flip the dough."

"Well hurry up and get fired so I can curse him out."

"Okay!"

"I love you guys."

"You're fired Jeremy."

"Hey warden!"

"Hey what! What the hell are you doing in there with a fucking prison guard?"

"Fucking up your world!"

"This isn't my world!"

"Then what the fuck you doing here?"

"Being an asshole!"

"Well you're really damn good at it!"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

"I love you warden."

"Jeremy here said you eat a lot of fucking pizza."

"Yeah so what!"

"I hope you turn into Caesar!"

"A big one?"

"No a little one!"

"A little Caesar?"

"Yeah so you feel like a fucking itty bitty demi god instead of a tyrant motherfucker!"

"I hope you have a daughter!"

"Yeah why?"

"So I can give her a pizza!"

"You better make it all good and shit too!"

"You suck at making pizza Sunny."

"Shut up Mighty."

"Well you do."

"Shut the fuck up! I hate you!"

"I miss you Sunny."

"God damn it."

"That thing was the ugliest fucking thing I ever fucking ate a thing."

"What you just said was fucking jail shit."

"You're getting crazy in here."

"You ate it!"

"It was the best pizza I ever had."

"You're fucking pissing me off!"

"I think I better stay with this other lady for a while."

"What is she like?"

"She's got blue hair."

"You? You as in Jeremy guard boy? You are going to stay with a lady with blue fucking hair?"

"I'm going to remember you."

"Yeah you better. I made you sit in jail with me and I say fuck a lot."

"Sunny calm down."

"No fuck you!"

"You don't eat pizza?"

"What the fuck is up with you and pizza anyways?"

"I was just asking."

"What the fuck! You're a fucking jail master and shit! I'm going to fucking sleep."

"I dream about pizza."

"This place is fucking crazy."

"I dream about working with a girl who has blue eyes like that planet, you know which one I'm talking about?"

"Up yours warden!"

"No that's not the one."

"Fucking bloody hell on a pizza."

"No that's not it either."

"Your anus motherfucker!"

"That's it! Uranus!"

"I hate you Mighty fucking Mouse!"

"I love you."

"Why is Jeremy laughing?"

"He's underneath the bunk crying on the floor."

"I was wondering what that whistling sound was....."

"What do you think she's like?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"The girl in my god damn motherfucking pizza dream!"

"What do you think Mighty?"

"She gets it from me."

"I hate you."

"I'm going to pass down the skills."

"You're a fucking motherfucking motherfucker."

"She's going to inherit the goodness."

"What are you looking at warden?"

"I hope she's like you."





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