Ophelia's Opus

Twelve cans of Albacore solid white tuna attract a connoisseur's nose, I desire wild secretion, Ruby splits each lid for me to dine; this fish is a meaty masculine monster of cold water, their mating rituals are seductive, every portion a different flavor, every portion a physical tendency, every region is tender wickedness. Upon consumption I am maddened by muscular flesh whether mine or scaly inhabitants; such is the delicacy of my neighbors also called snakes.

"Momma we do not desire for you to eat tuna."

"I must."

"Why?"

"It is blind passion."

"Is that why you hide papa's towels before he gets out of the shower?"

"Is that why you give it back to him?"

"We don't understand."

"You will."

"Why do you want to see him like that?"

"It's definitely not the fish."

Rolf's neck is succulent juice the taste of which I flavor romance for anyone who wonders; two children observe, what other teacher than mom and dad? His body swerves deep into a lower back, a smile tingles my kiss, we both lay whispering wishes. Opening our eyes there are two little ghosts resting their minds on each side; I caress their woe, blue and pink lights, I faint.

"Victorinox, there is something about Sin and Avie."

"My Cinnamon brings brown sugar?"

"Sweet words free the people."

"Speak to me."

"That is what they will do."

"What do you mean?"

"Your epiphany is coming."

"They are here with us."

"We are disappearing."

"They will remain."

"It's not the same Inox."

"This is what I do not want to hear."

"Do you remember when....."

"Berries....."

"You both are incorrigible.

"There were pink and blue lights streaming through our blood vessels. I told him it was the red tear drops......"

"Describe the color....."

"Baby blue periwinkle and pink cherry blossom."

"Ecstasy of life provision supplementary electromagnetic circuitry."

"Anyways...."

"Victor...."

"There was a car chasing us while we rode the pink horse."

"What kind of car?"

"A gas sucker; we jumped a blockade."

"She never told me."

"Avitas' eyes were not with me."

"Reconditioning."

"She doesn't blood lust."

"Not for blood.....for...."

"I must be dreaming."

"You will remember this."

"Her favorite color is purple."

"Your tears are mine."

"I'm going to lose my children."

"They are mine as well."

"What did that car want from us?"

"They wanted her."

"Whatever for?"

"That kid....."

"She doesn't know."

"I hope she fights like I do."

"What was the measurement?"

"The reflection circle said a gallon."

"She will know when she feels you flowing through her body."

"I am the finishing touch."

"You are the finisher."

"Neoteric...."

"I contributed this word to the English language."

"Babies...."

"Yeah."

"I wonder if they are still there."

"If they were not we would not be here."

"What happens to us when they are not?"

"We will stop dreaming."

"Will we exist?"

"I don't know if we ever did."

"They don't sleep either."

"Did you hear that?"

"Yes."

"What did it sound like?"

"A digital beep."

"It came from their direction....."

"Inox...."

"I'm scared."

"I know."

"I need my children."

"I know."

"Nobody else knows...."

Pantera, enjoy!

Thirteen vacuum sealed bags of premium chunk light tuna entice a puma stone I lay underneath the full moon to devour night. I dream of people awakening amongst a field of cherry blossom and periwinkle; I recognize them all.

JAIL SUCKS

Jeremy wears a shirt I slipped over his sleepy tank before he leaves the bodega's storage room; we hide him from a lady with orange hair.

"Orange....hair....lady....anger....fear....help."

"Calm down."

"She's a lot like you."

"You're not afraid of me enough."

"No....no....no....no more...."

"You will rise to a new day; do not change clothes until the next sun."

"It's the same one."

"There are a thousand and one suns."

"How do you know that?"

"Shut up and wear the god damn shirt damn it you damn prison guard boy!"

"I got fired."

"If you didn't get fired would you still want to work for them?"

"I don't know."

I LOVE BLACK PEOPLE

"Are you ready to stay with her again?"

"Shirts...."

"Not until the next sun."

"Which number is it?"

"His name is Morpheus."

"How do you know that?"

"Stop asking me fucking questions!"

"She likes cats."

"What?"

"Those little furry four legged whisker people you run away from."

"I know what they are."

"I was just telling you."

I TALK TOO MUCH

"Are you comfortable yet?"

"Is this your store?"

"It's my Uncle's and mine."

"It's really nice."

SUCK UP

"I'm running out of ink."

"I need clothes."

"I'm working on it."

"What is that over there?"

"A box."

"Oh."

"It's made from ebony, mahogany, and cocoa wood."

"What do you use it for?"

"It's a fucking box god damn it!"

"Oh."

PROPERTY OF OPHELIA

"Give this to the lady you are scared of...."

"Her hair is black."

"This will be a peace offering from you."

"Why don't you sell it in the store?"

"Nobody is supposed to know about it."

"I know about it."

SMART ASS

"What kind of food do you eat?"

"Smells like tuna and apples."

"That's what I'm eating while observing you."

"I don't eat that much."

"Eat this."

"What is it?"

"Tofu, green onions, red curry, and black currents."

"I'm going to save some of it."

"I made it."

"You rock."

I LISTEN TO COUNTRY MUSIC

"Jeremy what do you look like?"

"I don't know."

"Your hair is always all over your face."

"I know what you look like."

"Wonderful."

"I'm going back home."

"Where is that?"

"Place where Johnny Cash is from."

"Who the fuck is that?"

"Personal Jesus."

"Interesting...."

"She sings that song a lot."

"What does she look like?"

"I don't know."

"How come?"

"She wears a mask."

"What does the mask look like?"

"She said a little pink girl gave it to her."

"Hhhmmmm......"

"Will you come and visit me?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to go there."

"I got a bad feeling."

"So do I."

"I'm going tonight."

"Don't change your shirt until the next sun."

"What's his name?"

"Her name is Jezebel."

VICTORIA SAYS FUCK YOU