Stare Blue

Tunneling a spiral force of legs I brilliantly release for earthen intervention the raining jungle recognizes me; this is where I roam. My people ask of me to retrieve hemp twine from Lenardo the priest doctor; he spins a pyramid spoke wheel.

"Hey Amethyst, how's the jungle for those toes?"

"Kind of slippery...."

"Did you hear that?"

Leaping frogs glide a sorrowful announcement, snakes stare into the direction of my instinct; here where I roam, thirty-seven bodies of my home. Blood droplets form moistening lagoon footprints, silence betrays the noise; I gather bamboo rafts for bedded lily pads, tie each floating face together into triangular portions, I walk through the water while my neighboring possessions witness a woman I capture inside the mysterious reflection, Narcissus ripples.

"Amethyst, I know dear one; Pandora's Box is waiting. As we bitch and moan we shall always be sisters evermore...."

"Indeed."

"....they will go to the zone....will they return?"

"Neither of us know I suppose."

"What do we know?"

".....I know you are in a world I dare not interfere..."

"As do I for you; what if we were in the same?"

"I may finally see my self."

"How do I appear to you?"

"........you are a cobalt blue impressionistic person."

"I was trying to look frightening."

".....dearest me not at all. I am actually glad to see you."

"Me too."

"You are crying blood as well."

"They were my friends..."

"Me too."

"What happened?"

"I am not sure but Lenny heard a sound."

".....all they was doing was reaping the rice patties..."

"This must of happened there too..."

"........Korea."

"Yeah....is it an island or peninsula?"

"They say there is a seamstress from the peninsula portion....I suppose somewhere between.....I dreamed of their surrender and submission and dispersement all over forbidden earth....you searched for them but only to be discriminated for your walk....by a man who drinks too much coffee and wears a uniform....I became your eyes as he screamed at you and betrayed humans....I became your ears as he yelled into them....he called you a nigger....but you did not hear or see.....he was but a fool and very obese...........you looked so awfully beautiful....my dearest friend.....you were the most beautiful I had seen you. He waved his hand in front of your eyes and you could not see.....you could not hear his terrible ugly voice. He was so scared of your silence and he locked himself into a trap. He was pretending to be somebody he was not.......but he attempted to steal freedom....some fool in a red car spoke of you as dirt and there is where he lays with a skull burned into his arm.....a skull evermore into his arm.....they all betrayed you....you hang upon a cross.......they are no one...no one to us."

"We often are a silent team are we not?"

"Evermore my dear....I am your eyes and ears."

"Thus shall come to pass?"

"Hasn't it already?"

"....who knew of us?"

"Six hundred and seven...."

"What were they doing?"

".......sitting in a corner crying.....thinking of you....and such misery for not being there with you......such misery for not being there with you....I watch you cry for this....why I wonder not for your self I often wonder....then I realize we are the same....the betrayers suffer more than we discuss.....even the man in the house became angry with them for such....this man was a pain in the butt for the both of our butts. You wondered how he disappeared....the yelling figurine holding a gun to your face.....a gun. They all thought they were your family but.....they are no one....no one to us. Remember this evermore. You will be the last one standing inside the desert and I will be there.....picking dried flowers. Candula petals....anyways those people are nothing to us for they bring nothing but lies and misery and entrapment upon themselves.....especially the one with that dies within every moment....you cannot see or hear them well.....they don't call you names though and try to discuss of you as some kind of member of some sort of team but I despise them regardless for trapping you with some kind of mortal woe of their own....more than a misunderstanding.........so many people were angry for you......felt helpless but to suffer as you.....all they can do is speak. They speak for you.....that man in the house was angry for you which baffled us both....he keeps repeating to himself that you did not have to stop for such nonsense but better for us to surrender than fight a never ending battle to find this.....again and again..........you are the shadows you can blend into them but you chose to walk the same walk as always....so many people saw it and cursed at him but you could not see or hear....you wondered why nobody was there. I wondered if anything would ever change. So did you......he was a worthless creature and his last words spoke of you as the Queen of Damnation and Death......yet neither of us could recall what he looked like. You hang upon a cross......three inside a compass....there he is in the center....there you both are alongside.....I am ready for the same because I want to see you on that forbidden earth...the panther woman....I laughed so much an evil touch for the panther woman the black panther inside the darkness.................damn Amethyst those people really wanted something from you but all they did was barricade and trap trying to find a moment to speak with you out of sheer bad intention...I wondered why and that's when I just fucked them all up so you don't mind. You feared for your freedom because it was needed by everyone.....some Marsh woman tried so hard to trick you but it didn't work and that sweaty man just fell to pieces quite literally.....I despised them all. I do believe you missed me and adored me as your solemn family."

"....I do adore you but we are supposed to act like enemies."

"Oh yeah I forgot. Anyways the box should do what we know it does..."

"Who is listening?"

"That is the problem....we don't know. Oh dearest Cordelia and dearest Victor of Victoria......the world was coming undone. I will be with you until the end. But I really don't want to see any fucking things with spots and......whatever the fuck those bovine fuckers were on that damn confusing ass poster you had to remember for fuck's sake you did it for Calvin and for me. It took us forever to figure out that one.........god damn it. God damn Amethyst! Nobody is anybody until they are us. Regardless....the smallest for your actions inside that world were so damn enormous I wondered for wonder! So I thought of a purple dress I saw upon your mother and you thought of a pattern that involved my body.....I guess we both move too quickly for deeper consideration as I am now this and I can't say I am happy with it like you were so unhappy in my dreams."

"What would I have done if I had heard and seen him?"

".....I don't know my dear one. I don't know....hear no evil, see no evil, and speak none. Thine is a monkey and I was one as well......we just didn't care for it and preferred it that way."

"Interesting."

"Oh those people woe for your demise for moments of blood flowing inside their splendid veins....they were more human than human. I don't know why that man treated you like that. They were so foolish to ask of him to bother you.....they bothered you so much I wished damnation upon them and the Prince granted as you granted the wish of mine for those who bother him. I didn't wish death but damnation was a glory of your hive's majesty. Those people wished death evermore and damnation for those; the ones who suffered as us....that is. I suppose he did so just to explore human nature against the earth. I suppose he did so because he learned it from an asshole.....I suppose he did so because he was rotten from within to spoil upon the skin. Oh dearest me the beeping androids were so god damn angry. We couldn't even keep them calm......it was miserable....for any other than us. Strange......strange for them to be so politely directive and quite indisposed for compassion. All these people could do is bitch! They kept telling us to do what is impolite and not British. Then the people still complained about them but they still did the same I wondered what would happen to us but then I didn't care anymore.....but that was the last for such nonsense from people like that man and the man with him the pretenders. Now you must do something for me that will last for eternity."

"As you wish my dearest reflection. I rather see your face than my own."

"Oh and why is that and don't tell me some bull shit Girl."

"Because yours is a friendly face and mine is a frown."

"....oddly enough I feel the same way about you."

"....I saw your body inside one of the vintage crystal tablet articles."

"Oh?"

".......uh huh!"

"And?"

"...."

"And!"

"You were a very nice looking and adorable woman."

"That was the problem."

"You surrendered long before I even thought of such."

"......I had them bring you black coffee; I want you to paint your body entirely and be naked for a fight that will become eternity."

"You got it."

"I will guide you through the nightmare and you will remember us."

"How will I hear you?"

"There is a device that Gremlin made......oh fuck I am crying too much. You looked so damn brilliant girl. I was so god damn proud to be black......blacker than ever....blacker than night just cause you stood there and didn't do a damn thing....and then you felt the same about me and we were victorious inside our selves. Gun shots into the alleys from hopeless fools.....and they all died miserably from digitized animosity created from their own self.....and it was already beginning.....and it was time....and it was coming for you.....and you drank tea. My friend drank tea and thought of me and the tears we share.....and Zyna did the same unto us as they treated him the same and they did so unto our Leonna and unto our Delia.....good hell.....shackles and chains.....balls of iron....cannon explosions.....and the armor of our souls...........our souls as one and we were the panthers prowling the darkness.....and there was this flag my dearest one just for the crazy little chocolate boy who came out on the conveyor wrapped in foil.....he was a lion wearing a crown and a medallion septor.....we thought it was the damnedest thing. Oh god's hell that house you were in was so damn confusing inside my dream. The man was going crazy with anger for what happened to you and that they interrupted his donkey research....but he was a programmed muse for deadliness....we were slightly astonished with an evil effortless giggle.....but he had to do the same and surrender when they came for him. And they let him go...then he understood. And that to him was the last lesson he wanted to learn on forbidden earth was to give up for all that was done. They accused him of stealing! When all he was doing was gathering bread from a market....can't say it was good bread or worth a damn cent....they give it to him....stale and indecent....strange. Very strange.....the people who betrayed all of us were somewhat baffled by their actions and questioned their own self. The one woman wondered who she spoke for when she did not feel the same. But she continued....whatever. They were worried about painted eggs and you worried about boiled eggs.....I ate one. It made me feel like an egghead. You agreed with this notion whole heartedly.....some people thought words you wrote were nonsense but came to understand that their being was nonsense. They complained to themselves for a while but there was some message sent out with a donkey kick that stated 'GET OVER IT' which I thought was god damn fucking horrendously fucking hilarious......we both chuckled. And you can do some crazy things with your feet....so....henceforth we realized there is nobody to depend upon except for the body we got to work with. Oh dear the six hundred plus......they were tributaries into a blood river flowing everlasting and we thought of who rides along....."

"....are we the river or do we move thine oar to a destination?"

"Thine oar is ours....our oar as a single moving ecstasy."

"Where are we destined?"

"Zion!"

"......yes....."

"Furthermore these dreams were real and I recall we both recall at the moment we experience the dream. My niggah.....bread, eggs, blood, panthers, and district. A world falling apart and people desperately holding onto the pieces........none shall be none to us until they are us....then and only then.....well whatever my dear. Oh the people had suffered unto us as us....all of them to every woe each their own.....but ours......and the same existed around them as people tried to be their blood but none dripped for their pain and we despised them into an illness which existed before we were there.....thus baffled them as to why it felt so strange.....as fields became dark disgusts and treacherous places.....so did bodies which forsook their own flesh.....my dearest Amethyst. In your eyes I saw the body of a boy coming.....he looked to be galactic holding a cube...the colors....pink, pale blue, purplish black, comet streaks, and a brilliant orange. He didn't have a head.........we stole it. Well we sort of borrowed it....well alright so we needed it but he put on a real one. A real damn god damn fucking head. It was inanimate.....it was a flesh.....he was amazing Girl. They thought of you as a prophet and I as a goddess which guides you into a fantasy world.....he was inside the reflection of your orbs.....his hair was blacker than hell......the cosmos followed him......we looked upon his chest to see milk......he was smooth definition all around......inside his hand was your bones and mine as well......and more bones of us.....it was his sorrow which he crushed into a powder falling into snowflakes......the cube was so dull and nonrespondent.....then it sparked with electricity and the suns were revolving so quickly......we were astonished by our hearts.....he was angry at the tombstones.....while we watch Chris the estranged beeper run through a forest from some people...........he ran so quickly and his body was changing into ours.......and he was a panther.....and he was a panther running for his life.....and we ran with him as he jumped so far and so wide.....there was a railroad he crossed into fields of narrow blocks......who he ran from baffled us......but they knew. And he was alive and he bid them death and damnation evermore never to return. He will be with us until the end.....he thought of us and where we may be......his excitement was our ecstasy......and he kept running......until he could forget what happened. Ferrari was trapped by some curious man because of her wild beauty.....she surrendered to pretend and as he turned to boast she broke through an iron gate and knocked down a whole disgusting farm......she spun backwards around him so the phone could hear her mighty hooves and she snorted hot breath to catch him on fire....she ran and ran into the woods and none searched for him and no longer would she be captive and the pound hunters came for the devil dogs but a cat freed them and they hid amongst the shadows to hear a man boast for his last words were fangs my god the fangs......and none came for him to search for him and they freed the animals nevermore to be captive and our three guardians were free.......free........and our hearts soared.....our hearts soared.....and your sonar blast through the earth........shattering glass.....calling for ours as their patience grew to find where they were.....as they met again to meet where they said they would. All the animals feared for their lives but when they came again they understood there was none to fear. By all hell they had grown so much and became......even more large.......silent and dark. A woman swore to hear a woman's anguished scream as a ghost.....and there is Ferrari flipping her hair as a dumb woman stares at books and papers and I despised her greatly and so did you for the intention. I just didn't like her but you didn't like her intention. Whatever that was I didn't see the difference.....some spectacular artwork I do say so myself I wonder who painted it being as I am particularly fond of the paintbrush and had some spare dreamy moments to look deep into a future being of which we were beheld....thou knowest thine. Words unspoken do tell."

".....I am ready and I do this for you as my possession."

"Ooooh.............I like that!"

Further Notice

Wherefore is I; here is an evasive destined place. Woe is to human as destruction is to inhumane; nevertheless lest we exist, thine is the finish, to love is a wish. Life is splendid chaos. English is my home. Red skies bleed into storms. Unbelievable is a religion I rather not participate however explore as the definition for a woman lost inside the mirror. Several moments abbreviates a gesture.

"....so what should the name be?"

"What is it like?"

"An open mind!"

"....Doors?"

"A door?"

"The Door."

"More than one..."

"Plural."

Killer On The Road - technological grievance, silent adversary, opposition of personal distance, death of intellectuality, present worry, humble words unspoken, thought of termination, moreover the soul inside a crossing stage unknown to the carrier of a body, distance of I and me as terminology an allegory for dead persons, contextual woe, smoke

Ride the unseen hand as thine message; Hermes is a pair of sapphire planets gazing into my earthen despair. Rude Boy blazes our direction; we curl knees and bow chocolate vanilla crowns.

"Who's smoking that Dia?"

"...your Uncle!"

"That shit be hitting the wind like fists."

"Fists don't make much in wind Gia."

"Dia I know that."

"Then why you be punching it....eh?"

"Cause it be making me mad when gusting from them boats with white sails."

".....you look funny when you do that."

"Oh shut up."

"I dreamed we was in a stack house wearing red bricks for protection."

"What was it called?"

"They named it after you and Zyna....but you had to do it twice."

"Do what twice?"

"Battle the pigs and dam enclosures for flooding waters."

"Where was you at?"

"....watching inside some kind of fucking screen but after that we was like together again and you was a chocolate lion and I was a mocha Satan."

"......Mocha Satan!"

"Yeah they be worshiping goats like the devil be a goat and I be a goat so I be the devil goat and I be Satan and you be the Rasta's Lion so they be seeing you on a flag or something....you be my lion always and forever!"

"....I saw a boy I like."

"Was you listening to me?"

"......uh huh I am your lion forever and I already knew you was the devil. Everybody on the island know that shit."

"Oh."

"....anyways he got blonde hair and blue eyes....sort of like you but his is lighter and like soft kind of like them puppy dogs and his eyes like crystal waters from that place Fiasco took us where them weird crabs is at...."

"I like him."

"He sort of like you I guess but I am attracted to him."

"Attracted?"

"Like a snake be looking handsome a lot you know?"

"....he like a snake for you?"

"......he got that quality about him but it make my heart beat loud."

"I am hearing that boy in there..."

"Wonder what his name is?"

"......what was he doing there?"

"Under the banana tree reading and smiling like a dead man."

"........what was he reading?"

"I don't know you going to find out for me?"

"He seems kind of familiar Gia."

"How so Dia?"

".....he feel close."

"How close?"

"That shit be hitting hard now let's go!"

"We going to be smoking it one these days."

"One these nights too."

"The smoke be like a fucking storm cloud!"

"Let's run!"

"And scream like little girls?"

"Yes."

"You first..."

"Aaaaaaahhhh......aaaah.....ah!"

"Eeeeeeeeeehhhh!"

"You hear him laughing?"

"...he sound like a damn dragon lizard."

"What do they sound like?"

"My Uncle."

"....."

"I don't know."

Brooklyn basement; what lies underneath is not a question. A shadow follows me, she is a mysterious theater projection, I accept an impersonal metal statue as a changing exposure; the migraine is an aching nag, I name her Trauma. The chase begins and ends inside a Catholic church decorum; nuns recognize me with embracing arms.

"They did it again."

"...now you know why we smoke so much damn weed."

"Why do you wear penguin uniforms?"

"......cause it's cold in here."

"Cause of the dead people?"

".....because of you my dear."

Cartier - the neck of Gia upon her shoulders to wrist adornment; embellishment of the island woman, secure province for financial determination belonging to the wilderness

"These damn things are heavy..."

"You ain't seen shit yet Girl."

"....these real ones, what about the ones they be purchasing?"

".......how they going to be able to afford something that bats be giving us and then we be using it for the chamber to fix people?"

"....so what are these?"

"Clones."

"Ouch....."

"Then he be telling them you is all those people Sun."

"What people?"

"Them people you was all made up for and they never did play here...."

"Oh the vaulted things..."

"Well they release all that there and you like be looking just like that with some chocolate and make up, it really is interesting what some make up and some latex be doing to a person when you playing with it."

"Are my shoes there or not?"

"Sunny there ain't no room for your shoes there..."

"Damn it."

"He watch all them at some dumb ass building with crosses anyways he know all them you be playing but you pissed at him anyways......regardless and you be changing into your neighbors and talking shit....god damn it."

"Where did that corset go?"

"That jeweled thing from that video I was holding the camera and you was like.......bad."

"....yeah some guy who dressed in a black suit with tie brought it to me but that thing is so damn small I was like there is no way I can ever fit in it but I will show it....then he took it back after the video I guess cause it's not here....anymore or maybe it never was.....what was her name?"

"...Jennifer something from Brooklyn Queens was supposed to be like Latin or some fucking shit man I don't know they so many of them damn women you be fucking with you lucky nobody know you them cause if they saw it and saw the shit you do when you think nobody is looking then you would be like god damn when they figure out it just make up and chest pieces and some undie add ons from that store Delia dedicated to your skimpy ass and you lucky they only one of them shops here in New York cause if that shit was nationwide then it's pretty damn....well I don't know about this no more cause I don't want to be dreaming this shit anymore and what the fuck are you eating?"

"A frozen banana."

"...she wrote them fuckers down on a piece of paper!"

"What fuckers?"

"You a fucker."

"I am not."

"You is too."

"Am not."

"Is too!"

"Okay kids do you have to spray cans of instant cream on each other all over the damn place while I am reading this book about bats?"

"Yes Diesel it is very necessary to spray cans of instant cream all over her because she just enlisted me as a fucker."

"You cannot be an enlisted fucker. You the fucker general."

"What the fuck is a fucker general?"

"You. So you like just got cream all over your fucking face motherfucker now you is a creamy ass general fucker."

"Diesel she beat me at cursing."

".....I need to leave for a while."

"Anyways as I was saying creamy fucker......you a dick motherfucker."

"...yeah so what."

".....why is that thing so god damn big?"

"When did you see it?"

"Zyna."

"It's the biggest around her for some damn god fucking creamy reason."

"......weird."

"Yeah but it doesn't like....get percolated for her."

"Well he like Zen but she be yelling at you and I am listening to that cause that shit is funny."

".....she tells me he isn't big enough......."

"She's just joking with you though being sarcastic."

"How come that guy Michael Jack whatever is the only one we use in this place?"

"Cause Ruby thought it was funny as shit."

".....good thing we killed his ass."

"Oh shut up."

"You shut up!"

"....damn you better know she kidding with you. I mean I know that you don't know that?"

".....what if he was bigger?"

"Look I don't want to know anymore about this shit I was just there and happened to know what she was talking about that's all I am saying."

"........does she like it like that?"

"What, big?"

"Yeah?"

"Sunny everybody know that thing is huge."

"What is there to compare it with?"

"The average thingy is like eight markers to a ruler."

"Who is the ruler?"

"I just called it that cause people treat it like a king or something."

"....what's mine?"

"I don't know measure that damn thing...."

"You should know."

"Why?"

"Cause you know fucked up shit like that!"

"That's cause I am a virgin."

"....I'm not anymore."

"You in that world as a virgin."

"Oh..."

"I think it like eighteen inches but it probably like longer than that in your belly."

"......so I was thinking..."

"Don't change the subject; you got to be careful with that thing and Zen."

"Her eyes...."

"Get big?"

".....well I don't like..."

"Put it all the way..."

"Yeah."

"....how much?"

"...enough?"

"......what are we talking about again?"

".........you been smoking ganja huh?"

"Yeah well she want all the plantain."

"Who?"

"The girl in my dream."

".....how big is hers?"

"Fuck man that shit be coming out when things is flashing and that shit like twenty plus boy!"

"Why?"

"Cause she eat some stuff that make her an African Warrior."

"....what do you mean it come out when shit flashes?"

"When box two interrupts box one. Some cop gave her a hard time but he say her name when he die..."

"......what was she doing?"

"She doesn't know the time so she was walking at night."

".......I walk at night."

"Yeah but people there don't do things like that. Besides that he was just an asshole. Lots of them know she walks at night and she don't even do anything.....she carries shit from Walmart in her back pack and carries some kind of fucking telephone device that she don't really like so don't know how long she going to keep that..........and the sun light bulb be getting a little dimmer cause she really don't want artificial spectrum anymore.....that shit is like torture. Anyways it don't really matter if they know that's her cause they can't really prove it or anything. Even so she did it for them to be entertained and like feel understood and besides that some of it is just damn tricky...........so whatever Sun. It doesn't matter who you was but he doesn't know about Gia.....except he heard somebody call you that name before. He doesn't know you did that modeling thing but he's going to get told. That's your career you know that? That right there what I was just saying you did on that wood thing is like your accomplished job. That is what you do and that is what you are......besides all those documents and that boy knew you was listening when he was telling them people some bull shit. He knew you went to all those schools they all make a big shit about but he wonders why you did that......why did you do that?"

"I didn't know it was school. I just thought it was something to learn....I need to learn."

"Well....he wants you to know that you look like a damn well educated person and that you hiding is making people wonder if anything is going to change but he understand why you got to hide cause you that face.......he in a lot of trouble with some people who be after him for marrying and having kids and doing shit he really doesn't want to think about. But he like weed."

"Like you?"

"He only try it once and it was really pretty and green and it made him feel better cause he got sickle cell like Avie had......"

"Oh..."

"He watch you for a while keep to your self and don't really talk to nobody......he wonder about that and how come you only go out at night. Cause some people told him you only like to be out at night.........then he kind of understand that.....he wonder where you go especially. I think he care about you but don't know how to come out. Anyways don't be worrying about that.....you notice him right away cause you feel some kind of struggle inside him. You don't like what he had to make up to cover up cause you feel like it going to chase him like you been chased but there really ain't nothing you can do about the boy.......besides that he know that. He don't like that you feel like you got to hide but he don't really know the night is your face."

".....I miss my Uncle."

"Then she be thinking you was him and it was a dream.....your Uncle and your face.....anyways that place is weird. You got to be careful.....you be reading books that they consider is the most difficult in the world or something. To you it is like entertainment but it hurts you inside.....it hits you when you are sitting there typing how much it is pain to write and to read and to read what is written for you........cause he wrote it for you. Cause he wrote it for you and Dia."

"..........."

"...that shit got like ten different languages in it....all mixed up and puzzled.....only if you understand like how a language is made.....that shit is really damn difficult cause they don't know how them languages came together.....and you write like that too. But you think them people around you is like the smartest people you ever met cause you struggling with the adaptation.....and you really can't understand what people is saying......then they start to understand you can't see or hear.....something like you just feeling....some kind of vibration and movement like a snake cause you be like reading people's heads on accident....and then that man in the house tell them that he looked at your shit from a plumber guy coming over and the underground people let a ball with clumps of your ear drums......and some dumb ass doctor come over and confirm it and he got real upset for some reason and punched him in the damn face and tell him that you like all going nuts there and that you in and out digital phases and he sick of playing around and acting......and that just cause you don't got ears doesn't mean you not a person with feelings and that shit be like happening when you totally gone...but really you was hiding in Chip's house while he was dreaming about wolves coming to the telephone lines and you be like scaring the shit out of the people that stay with him so they like run out the house and that lady that stay there with you laugh at them........they try to tell you they programmed like fucked up and they don't want to be there but you kind of sort of well just hate everything there except for something you do for your aunt which makes you look so weird and people be fucking with you and looking at you like you an alien but you just like go along with it. Then the doctor just take the punch. And that man know your shit is not like shit so he was just wondering what was going on cause he be like talking to you and you don't pick it up until he done and then whatever he thinking is like what you hear and you say it back or write it down and he say once you wrote all over the walls in poems and he took pictures.....he said it was about earth and migration and planets which appear as worlds. He said it was written in some rapist's blood who was in the middle of the floor.....and that he hated him and got rid of him anyways and asked you to clean the walls and you was like what the fuck so Cake did it and she laughed like a witch the whole time and he just thought it was a crazy dream and went off. And he say you like make some cake that look like a zombie from a movie about the living dead and it was in the middle of the house when he woke up and the lady there was like whatever but he took a picture.....then some kids you woke up in the neighborhood came and ate it. And he tell them that you be like playing with wires sometimes and zapping shit and making weird sounds.....and he ask some people how come the police always come to the house when you like sleep walking.......and how come you just don't give a fuck.....and how come you don't know you really only there sort of.....and they tell him they see you but they don't see what he sees.....they catch like memory pictures like a camera but he sees like crazy digital shit.....and you see enough to fool you but you be like deaf and blind and that shit falling apart too slow for you and you be wanting it now. Like to be a bat at that moment........I never seen you look so good looking before either and you be like befriending Narcissus cause you figure out she just a caterpillar with a frozen brain and she be like happy about you.....and you be talking to her trying to figure out things and she be like trying to get you to realize the mirror ain't what you perceive but what is there.......and she be thinking about purple butterflies and eating apricots. I told you Narcissus was a frozen lady that got dissected. She was completely there and I don't know what they did to her body but I think it in a bat cave and I think the bats stole it and preserved it but damn I don't know if that shit can be reconnected...."

"......she hates me Moo."

"Not there she don't hate you there she hate what going on with you and she feel the same way you do and you be like hating that damn pyramid a lot and realize she wired to it.......anyways she trying to come up to see you but the digital realm is placated to look a certain way which freaks you both out cause that shit is so weird looking....she know you got to see it and try to calm you down but she is perception and she knows it freaks you out really bad. She trying to come up but she know they going to give her problems if they see her like that.....what you going to do I don't know Sun. She is a giant caterpillar worm. She got a powder blue face and fucking rolled green body pieces and it curl from her dome which don't even bother you anymore.....she know that too.......and you just look like a curly headed monkey to her cause she remember them......she is very colorful and she got that blue and green and red."

"Yeah she does..."

"....huh..........it's cause they grow shit from her and wire her to a big tentacle motherfucker."

"Yeah."

".........she want to go to Texas."

".....so she's my friend?"

"She your partner in perception. She trying to help you with it but you like bugging out more and more and slowly which is really her problem too cause she really don't want to envision it so you like working on that and Peanut Butter be realizing you something else and so is Marsha but they like don't know they not in the same box and they got doubles in yours but they switched out......and those doubles die anyways......something about car accidents and suicide."

"What about Stan?"

"He locked up or some shit....third time on his hand."

".....oh."

"....and that second box be fucking with you so bad......cause it like an evil twin of what is going on in yours but you trying to fight off the people you likes evil twins but it just makes yours worse.....and them inmates eating disks really be fighting you for it cause they just got nothing for themselves but you killing them softly.....surely....and they eat them while locked up and you show them the people there around them what it do to them and this guy be like fizzing and bubbling and dying and boiling.....people is so stupid Sun but I told you Texas is mortal land."

"What to do?"

"Don't ask that question. You just got to be a ghost until further notice."

Getting Out

"Sunny you bid them death every moment they try to speak with you....you tell them you bid them death and that you are the Queen of Death and your kingdom is where they lay evermore nevermore to return......'I bid thee death evermore nevermore shall ye return; if ye desire return, thee must be thine ass and boar'...."

I turn three graceful wishes from the genie of splendidness; sixteen flashes and I succumb to sunglasses for six human months. Wherever I walk a shadow becomes my present endangerment however I am yet to realize what species disappears while I contemplate the feet of a body I dream.

"Sounds reasonable to me."

"That's cause you the devil incarnate with legs that switch shoes."

Switchfoot - Gia's street name, the walk of a cat, although she will attempt to straighten the bow of her arrowed thighs for appearance sake she switches foot in front of each as her prance thus the name is given and taken at a glance

Back to left I am what I wear; ready to take it off I am with an act.

"People be testing you there Sun cause of your temper........you be doing shit and not knowing it but some guy got the letter V cut into his chest right in the center cause he was standing way to close too you.....some mob attacked his ass for other shit besides that. You got to start understanding what you do when your back is turned."

"What do I do?"

"See that's what I mean."

"What do you mean?"

"You're really fast Sun.....and involuntarily unaware of time and redux..."

".....oh......"

"Some guy be snapping pictures without a flash which is hard to do when you pick low light situations but he was really good at it....looks dreamy.....something digital and they be taking you out when them people go to jail so you can kick people's asses with some kind of saber they keep inside some kind of box. But you don't know that and you be flipping off trashcans and doing crazy shit in the air while the box is open from Zyna and Louis...........what the fuck you eating?"

"A frozen banana."

".....Gia I put fifty-three bananas into the freezer and now there are three."

"There's that many left?"

"........you couldn't wait another hour?"

"That long?"

"An hour?"

"That's a long time Jellybean."

"......an hour!"

"What happened to all the tea?"

"It was tea time."

"........fifty times per tea time?"

"....that was not fifty bags."

"Yes it was."

"Oh."

"I counted."

"Oh....you don't have fifty fingers and toes."

"I used Ruby's and......Nadia's......and then......shit."

"Well.....we're even for now."

"Hey kid!"

"Hey Evie."

"Hey Jim."

"Hey Auntie."

"....whose?"

"Yours."

"Yours too?"

".......she's my great Auntie."

"What the fuck is an auntie?"

"I don't know."

"Beats the hell out of me."

"Oh."

"I had this weird dream you were eating not that much stuff and freaking everybody out!"

"Really?"

"Yeah and you were excreting organs and tissue with little bones through your bottom."

"What!"

"What?"

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes."

"Jim I believe you."

"No!"

"Yes little person with wild banana hair."

"I ate fifty bananas that were cold."

"You ate fifty cold bananas?"

"I ate fifty bananas that were cold."

"You just said that."

"You just said that."

"So you would say that twice."

"This child is so damn evil."

"....where do you get that from?"

"A man with crazy banana hair."

"What does he look like?"

"He sort of looks like me."

"No you look like him."

"No he looks like me."

"No....okay. Wait....well.....what else does he look like?"

"He looks like a reptile man with chocolate wisps coming off his crown."

"What do you call him?"

"The Lizard King."

"I drank all this kid's tea."

"......did she really?"

"Doesn't surprise me."

".......so what did you figure out today?"

"I taught him how to make shit tea."

"Wow."

"Yeah it was really dirty and I played in it."

"What kind of shit?"

"What was it Auntie?"

"Mushroom shit, fish shit, and sheep shit."

"...it bubbled and there was treacle in it."

"Treacle shit tea?"

"Yes that's exactly what it was and what else was in it?"

"Micro organisms which are beneficial for the production of antibodies in substrate such as soil however best for a medium lacking heavy compost from bovine people."

"......I don't know what he said."

"He said that.....uh.....well I didn't know that either.....go ahead boy....Chocolate Boy."

"They eat stuff that grows from rotten environments and grow strong and they protect the roots and production of earth. They eat the molasses and live in the compost. When the oxygen and water feed them to come back alive cause they reanimate into little zombie fuckers, you see, I figured that part out....so these little zombie fuckers come back and stir the shit then the bubbles make them revisit the stuff then they like grow....from eating sugar that's natural cause treacle is like black people....we ain't ever going to go away so them damn haters better get over it....."

"Then you be like whatever but it really is fucked up but you be talking to this girl you think is like so damn smart and she be asking you why you got power tools and you be like to make a tool powerful and she be like no way and you be like that's why they call it power tools.....and then she be like that shit is fucked up and you be like oh......and she demonstrate how to use it and you just like fucking run away for a while staring at something pink and feeling like that thing was like scary and she be like trying to tell you that it a motor with a damn screwy thing and you be keeping asking her where she from and she be like Texas and you be like god damn cause you can't understand the accent and she be like doing the same thing and then this guy come over and talk to you about the devil and she think that really interesting but she be fucking with the power tool and you ask her why you got it and she say cause somebody thought you needed it to do something so you was like alright and you did it but it scared the fuck out of you cause you a damn god damn damn fucking damn girl with baggy drawers cause you got the biggest schlong in digifucker world and these doctors be like saying it somewhere like twenty-four inches and you be like thinking it longer now since you so angry that shit be like thirty inches and you be laying around thinking about Zen and how she be getting onto you about your thingy and you be like god damn and I be like whatever and she be like what you got in your baggy pants and you told her an octopus and she say how does he fit in there and you tell her he hides inside your stomach and she asks you when it come out and you tell her that lady she stay with sometimes got one and she be like oh that my play mama and you tell her that it don't matter how they play that she really is like her damn mom and she be like oh and she say oh and you be like fucking with those people's heads so bad they get blood hemorrhages in they ugly skulls is cracked from it cause you just fuck them for trying to fuck with you but they start realizing you just played along with the act.....but they got it coming. They know it. That girl be telling you they's going to get it but you just stare at a tea cup. And you be like bugging out cause them damn androids be after some people you like and feel some kind of electrical connection and you be like trying real hard to keep it cool but you got such a wild temper for people who be trying to hurt people......anyways......oh yeah......you drink shit loads of tea and be wearing some crazy shit to piss people off....and you be freaking out about not having any heeled shoes that and you say out loud a predictable man is a dead man and they both heard it vibrate through their ugly fucking ears."

"I said that?"

"....yes. And you be phasing in and out pretty hardcore since you be doing that thing for your Auntie..."

"Why do I know that?"

"Wow."

"Whoa..."

"What will I use it for?"

".....okay now how does it happen again?"

"The zombies are inert until activated by the black magic soil man."

"Is that you?"

"It's that guy in that house we keep dreaming about..."

"Who is he?"

"He likes Communism."

".....how come?"

"Thus is the end of dominant caste systems and bastard motherfuckers treating people like shit....."

"....so what does that guy do in that house?"

"He's crazy."

"How come?"

"There are people in there."

"Real people?"

"Some fuckers with bleeding heads."

"Then you be like walking to the unknown realms of earth carrying heavy ass boxes nobody wanted to buy cause the shit was too heavy so they like marked it way down to like fucking three from thirty and you be like fuck yeah and be carrying that shit like it the pink thing you got for the weekend.....you so weird Sunny.....so you be like drinking boiling water for eggs and be going nuts and be thinking about being crazy and biting people.......then you be feeling like this guy is determined to inform you about what is comical and what is graphic and these people who be like loving the music your Uncle made be really understanding you is his baby girl and they be knowing that too and they be really excited and happy about it cause they the riders of the storm and you be understanding that one just started on a mountain outside your world and Marsha be writing you letters of apologies and Peanut Butter be writing them too and this ugly lady who be complaining to Dom about some girl who was real youth looking and pretty to come there and do things but she tell her she sent for you and this lady yaps but you don't listen but ya'll don't give a shit about that after a while it just water under some damn fucked up bridge in a corner that be so fucked up it ain't even funny....but you like shit like that."

".....so the zombies are good right Kid?"

"Yes."

".........are they happy?"

"They wait for the crazy man and he loves them."

"Do they look like zombies?"

"The doctors state yes after a series of tests..."

"Who are the doctors?"

"They are underground people living in a fake reality."

"What do they see?"

"A changing body."

"What does it look like?"

"You!"

Evangelion - Gia's blood Uncle, performer of the art - music, literature, The Lizard King, Philanthropist of Trial and Tribulation, The Sagittarius Snake, his body was believed to completely alter from adaptive state into another earth yet unknown which we understand drew his attention for physical withdrawal from the world believed to be belief, air spacers and gills for breathing, metal bones, tripod redux skull, smooth hinged muscles, regenerative organs and essential building blocks, the knife bearing man which became a reptilian; he is much attributed to Gia's likeness, persona, and image, he is much accredited to her emotional mentality and demeanor, he is much of her goal and he is her shadow for in the world which she may be transient hers is a dead woman without a figure silhouette, many captured their relationship inside a digital photograph system which encircles into concentric spirals from memory liquid pumping into a boy we call Akira for he is the iconic god body, much is yet to be known of this man for he is a mystery only a child like self shall know, being Gia the Island Girl, she is his mirror and he is hers

"........then you be like acting calm sometimes but really you crazy and you got wild hair and be bugging out and be acting like hell and be doing crazy shit......and you be so worried about your damn lingerie that shit ain't funny and they got pictures of you with Ferrari but it don't show your face just hoods and strange fur and armor and you both like masked......cause lots of people painted you with her.....cause Brits love that shit and galore....and there be pictures of you with Odin like that and you with Diavolo in the hood wearing some kind of puffy purple jacket with faux fur....and some damn tight ass jeans and high black heels........he be wearing a spike collar and be showing all his teeth.......he be like way bigger than her.......and Odin.....and Ferrari.....they all huge damn it! There is a painting too of you with a panther naked that be part of the Black Panther thing......but it don't show your face it be a hood again that is black. The panther got red eyes.......and your nipples be pierced with a chain across and that shit be fucking crazy man I swear to a little dead motherfucker inside soil that the crazy guy in that house that be eating bananas driving the monkeys insane cause they like tell him he got to go cause shit is about to go down again and they need him to get out of there!"

"Shit!"

"Shit Sun! You better get your ass out of that house! Shit's about to go down! And quit leaving goofy memo pads all over shit that you want to burn and fuck up! That shit be fucking crazy! Shit Sun! Get the fuck out of there!"

Subliminal Subtraction

"....the underground people scan his shit!"

"What do you mean they scan my shit?"

"......your shit Sunny! For real not just saying that shit!"

"What do they find?"

"....ear bones.....membranes.....connective valves.....chunks of tested tissue from scientists...it makes them cry a lot and you can't hear like people do anymore it's like a collection of stuff you bounce off.....some folks be checking some graph of your anatomy to conclude results and they see it's all changing really quickly like you got ridges in your ear canals now and you don't have many veins connected from your eyes to your brain.......you be trying so hard to grasp sight and sound but you rely upon other's perception..........and it works for a little while..........it works...always showing up after the commotion not knowing what's going on but you a sad fella and you keep breaking stuff that be hitting you..........it just fall off then that motherfucker in that house try to cut off your damn finger inside the dry box with some damn razor blade and that shit was all numb and you wondered why it slammed on you so hard but it just bent the blade and you got a nasty nick......on your skin like some weird blood clot."

"....I hope I somehow recall what you say Moo Moo cause I don't really know what's going on..."

"You don't there either. I can't believe that shit didn't cut off your finger. He meant it for your neighbor......you're not too happy about that either cause you be kind of sore about your pointer....you be afraid of some fish and seaweed bottle.....I don't understand this man I see in front of the computer."

"You're not the only one."

"Well he a little shit like a god damn evil wicked bat!"

"Really?"

"Yes....he be fucking with everything fucking everybody up and moving shit just to show people it can be done and he waging a silent war with androids that nobody really say much but they call him Purple Pyro and Amethyst The Seer. What that shit you use to hook up to your brain to communicate with them using sonar?"

"It's some kind of cerebral cortex frequency radar."

"...well you don't need that there and you be getting so angry at them for involving innocent people you just about ready to go at them all but Verona he there.....he there somewhere.....everybody think he look good with you and he a really real handsome fellow but you and him just don't hit it off like that. He looking for you everywhere.....he got some funny kind of work thing going on.....but he close by."

"Verona? How did he?"

"....anyways you did something the previous night in Zyna's box cause he brought you to a party and you bit some rich guy's son and you got rid of everybody else cause they killed some little kids they buried in the backyard. You just let it all come out your mouth to freak them out and you was wild looking.........anyways Zyna had to put you back into your box but you two can't be trading too much cause both you uninhibited in each other's realm....you just mad fucking fangs when you switch even your appearance changes.....but you can't use your teeth in the box you in and neither can he......so you got to merge it and you only want it while you ain't in each other's but switching to feed helps you both out."

"Damn it."

"So you just be showing up after a bunch of crazy shit go down.....you ain't wanting to get into it with the people in the house cause they be trying when you sleep walking but they just about gave up cause they so fucking stupid. Then this girl be coming to see you sneaking out when you all zoning......she be talking to you and she like play him at poker and win a bunch of crazy shit.....she always be trying to tell ya'll she different but even donkey piss think it weird and you just stare at her for a while like she don't really know what different means. He ask her if she been drinking and she say no and you ask her if she experiences dimensional trauma and she said no and nobody believe her when she say she is different; it's cause some people try to make her believe something that ain't real. He be asking her how much her doctor cost her and she said nothing and he like so surprised because he say the more bull shit they tell you the more they cost so for each word is a like a dollar and you start laughing so hard you like fall on the floor and she help you get up but he don't think that funny at all......then she start laughing cause he look so serious it ain't funny and you just be dying.....then she ask you all this stuff..."

"Like what?"

".....how come you so different than us.....how come your eyes reflect like a flashlight.....how come your teeth hang over your lip when you smile.....how come you look like you like a real youthful teenager person.....how come you so fucking fast.........how come them smart ass people who read a lot and act like hell be running everything and you hide from their shit.....how come you don't talk about what going on in that house.....how come your back is so long.....how come black folks always be looking at you like they going to run off with your ass...............then she ask you a good one."

"What?"

"........she ask you if you believe anything out there to help them...but you don't really answer anything you just be smiling and saying that you adapting to what you can to survive."

".....that's not an answer."

"You tell her there ain't an answer to questions just more questions without answers. That she got to accept what she notices in the corner of her eye as how it is....but she ask you if you ever age..........cause she say that people who got your number be looking a lot more....different and that you just like frozen."

"I am frozen...."

"That's when you tell her everything and she just amazed by the situation. You tell her that earth was once a vast whirlpool of destruction and you resided in China with your family and loved ones....you and your best friends decided it would be best to freeze yourselves for resolution because you read some scripture written by unknown descendants of another earth and they told you that you would return as projections and images of what cannot be touched therefore you shall return always to save a planet you desire eternity and health for all people and living beings which desire the same goal...."

"Yes..."

"She don't know what to say. She really angry at people and frustrated.....she be getting stoned a lot..........and you be using that man in the house as a demonstration cause she be asking you if she not mentally sound and you be like showing her what he do and she be like damn cause you trying to prove a point that what people see ain't how it is and she tell you that your act don't work worth shit and you be like whatever I got to do it because of the robots it fool them and that all that counts and they got eyes and ears in machines you didn't know existed and she be like oh fuck cause she say a lot of shit.....then she ask you if she dreaming and you say it don't matter if neither of you remember because it's almost over and she ask you what almost over and you say you ain't sure but you feel it closing a chapter."

"....who is she?"

"Don't know but Dominique be so pissed about some girl who was working at a store she owned cause she told that bitch that was the person who begged her to stay but she never got paid cause she got rid of her ass.....anyways that lady didn't do anything that she asked her but Dom couldn't leave the office cause she was so sad about you........anyways you just walk away from that shit and you be owed something but ain't worried so much but that shit really fuck that lady bad she be sucking up to you but then trying to hurt you and you like tell yourself the whole time you do it for a reason and you do it for Dom and you do it for the people who go there and they all know it but they happy you fucked it......you fucked it so good and it fucked some lady who be eating fish pockets a lot too and she was not expecting that cause she always really damn cunning..........anyways don't be worrying about that. Damn people be knowing about the island you getting your ass fucked with......but you just thinking about lies a lot and what they tell you......ain't true. Boat Master Mcfucker be after you too.....he trying to make an example of you or some shit but you be like whatever......he can't do nothing cause he just out of money and everything.....not just that he just out of every damn thing. He be mad at you still from when you steal his whip.....nobody really believe in things like that there it just all bull shit news...."

".....yeah well news is bull shit."

"That boy in there going to go blind soon.....he a nightwalker and be noticing some fucked up shit......he tired of fighting white people too. He so tired of running from whips and chains and so is Louis it just about done with it for real. It kind of don't bother him anymore or Louis.....he just tired of it. So anyways you be like doing shit and not noticing nothing and being real hilarious for a lot of people cause you just like what the fuck ever.....and Die Die be doing that and Kevinya and Verona and all ya'll in there be like what the fuck ever and don't know shit is so fucked up."

"I don't know if it will never bother me."

".....so like this young man be telling people about you......and them droids be freaking out naming you Pyro......all ya'll they be waiting for another battle but you just about had it with that too but they be wanting to kill people a whole lot of them........but ya'll just like so damn used to it you got some kind of involuntary response just to deal with it. They be freaking out everyone but you guys..."

"....they always freak out everybody."

"No this like pandemonium."

"....hhhmm...."

"And you be thinking about Zen and you be thinking about being with Zen and you be thinking about a handsome guy with fluffy blonde hair and blue eyes..."

"Who is he?"

"...."

"Is he cute?"

"...."

"Where is he?"

"...."

"...."

"So anyways.....some orange freak some people out.....the Frog Lady be like dream sequencing horrendously....she be sending you messages through the wires in between....past Marsha and things......she also be hiding some of her stuff with you. You be like wondering where that shit come from and what you supposed to do with it. She just keep it there but some of it from Marsha really only one thing there that you may of gotten but still a debatable dream and the name be reminding the man of you when you walked in so he thought that was really damn interesting.......something about a little guy who kicks ass. He remind you of cilantro so you call him Cilantro. He be really sad and sitting in a room with bubbling water a lot thinking about jail! He think nothing going to go right and he think you remind him of the marijuana plant but he don't say nothing. He laugh about that and everybody be thinking that.....they be like why don't she know what day it is or what time it is or why don't she know even where she really at she just adapt and how come she just like whatever and don't give a shit about fucked up shit. And it's all that marijuana you and Zen used to smoke.....anyways you just about forget about that stuff but people be wondering and you be reminding them of weed and people be stoned coming to see you and see what you like but you know they stoned and you don't give a god damn fucking rat ass and a donkey piss or a football!"

"Damn right."

"No you even worse than you are now."

"?"

".....and anyways..........furthermore.....he got a lot of swords."

"Why?"

"That there a good question without an answer. That the only question that girl did not ask you. And you asked her why she don't ask you that and she said it made sense to her and that she trusted you with all that shit and that it don't bother her as long as it there with you and even that man and that bitch know about that shit well sort of and they don't really mind it cause you not a crazy motherfucker like the ones they meet. Louis try to age your face to make sure but it just feel weird like gravity trying to pull at you or tease you and you just keep walking and you bugging out cause of hair but some man send you a machine all these fake women be mad about but he don't care cause they went out of business.......he think it really funny and that you must be something else for them to act like that and then you be having lingerie catalogs and that man in the house be asking some people if you notice there are women in it wearing lingerie and that you just look at the stuff in it just to see it and that you don't even know they half naked. That sort of make some people think about how you be not caring if you half naked and that you really really really do not like fucking with girls and you maybe phobic."

"Phobic!"

"It way worse than you are now. Way worse......way worse.....so much more worse. But you think nobody notice how freaked out you are but you like watch what the underground people do and it be faking out lots of people and you think it hilarious. They be faking gay shit. Or whatever that shit called but you don't really care about what people look like you just don't care for mix matching the same body.....like you figure it better to go fuck yourself then to be with somebody who got the same stuff. That make a whole hell of a lot of sense. But you ain't got to be so freaked out about it. So you like bugging out about it. It don't matter though...."

"I didn't mean to punch her like that..."

"Oh yes you did and she remember but she think you dead. She like weird looking and nasty.....and she know exactly what you look like apart from the latex inserts....she just some dumb ass droid but she confirm that you so that be good."

"What was her name?"

"So you be like denying the orange upon the table thinking about plantain bananas and Chanel.....lipstick in some man's pocket and he be like what the fuck and you be like dying for a pair of heels....you be like dying for..."

"No heels..."

"Except for the people you step on....hehe."

"How does she get heels?"

"Louis don't let her get none."

"Why not?"

"Cause he ain't ready for that yet and you ain't an occasional heel walker either and you need to learn the right moment and that damn there Peanut Butter was trying to diss you saying you don't know nothing about being a lady but he a man! I hate people you know? He look like a man wearing make up and that ugly lady who try to fuck you be some lady who asked you why she picked her skin and you didn't answer so she tried to fuck you over and Dom Dom be freaking out and really pissed at her punching walls and breaking shit and going nuts."

"But that's over right?"

"Yeah but you still ain't got your heels and you can't walk around in your panties so you like damn pissed off and buggered....but you ain't got the body you want to do it anymore so you really not feeling it either cause all that be like limping off your metal bones."

"Great."

"And you don't do that for any man you just do that cause you just a scantily clad lady."

"Oh..."

"You do wear a lot of make up sometimes."

"Does she?"

"She don't wear any....she tired of doing that besides she understand it is for the artistry of photography and modern impressionism as well classical depth."

"Wow..."

"Yeah she cool with me like that."

"How did she figure that out?"

"Louis....besides that he don't need her doing that while he figuring out what he want her to do exactly..."

"Oh..."

"Yeah he got plans."

"Oh."

"So you be getting high from people who be eating right.....and jogging.....and they be concerned about your tuna eating making you beef but you ain't cattle."

"Oh."

".....you a lot different there for some reason like more into what you was into but distant from a history......you be like so angry at your body. That girl who come to visit you ask you what bother you and you tell her your body is making you angry and she say what about it and you say there is too much of it and you feel heavy. She be like god damn but you like what ever and she try to show you what being heavy look like but you say it a feeling and she start to understand.....she really pissed off at some people who you sonar bounce for retrieval...."

"So what happens to her?"

"There a bunch of people there that don't want to be there when the shit go down."

"What shit?"

"The sun look different.....less spectrum.....your ass be bonier....for some reason....some guy be thinking about the way you look........he didn't think anybody else looked like that and you didn't either and things be changing....like you feeling like it's what you know. Except I think he kind of like you more than you know but you like what ever and you just do what you do....he was with some boy who pretend to be a girl and she afraid of you.........so you couldn't see really anybody except for him cause you know exactly what he look like everybody else look pink and blue and smiles or frowns or worried to you. You can't see shit. They kind of know that but they just like whatever and they notice you don't really give a damn what people say if they assholes...."

"Are you sure about that?"

"You don't give a shit what they say if they assholes cause they assholes so they suck. Except if they hurt somebody you remember that and keep a mental tab."

".....does she eat fried food?"

"No."

"..........does she eat octopus?"

"Them things ain't real where she at. Or the squid.....she don't eat that....she just eat tuna and some fish she know is the real stuff."

"I don't blame her."

"....she be thinking about some big project that in a small center. The Frog Lady think some mummy she got is so interesting and she know you made it but she wonder how and she know it so ecological and got a lot of clean energy.......but it so bright......she try it.....she was like god damn and cursed god damn. There was some other stuff too she try and she thought it was really like Jamaica she been there some time ago and she thought it remind her of there.....she think it kind of like a library....but not really a garden type of place to read.....just like a scientific laboratory for better things but she ain't afraid of what coming. She tell this other lady that she ain't worried about cause she used to shit happening and that you already kind of like programmed for it and that she want to see it. That lady tell her she don't know and she don't really think she want to be here. The man say the same thing.....you paranoid about everything.....Frog Lady ain't so worried about it anymore. You really freaking out by then.....you like god damn freaking out paranoid but nobody really....they just....it ain't shit really but it is for you god damn! God damn!"

"What is it?"

"Some top secret shit Sunny."

"Oh..."

"So Zen be really missing you and missing your hair and your lips and be thinking about your kisses and your lovings and thinking about some time she was really happy you was taking your clothes off on her lap...."

"Clyde!"

"Yes dear one."

"Do you know what this man did to me?"

"Didn't we already discuss this before?"

"....this isn't like me."

"......so you were on his lap dancing and he was really...."

"His eyes were the biggest bluest planets I ever saw."

"....were they....happy?"

"What was I doing?"

"Something we need to televise and make a big shit about! I told you girl! We got to make everything decent shitty so people leave us alone when we get to do what we want!"

"Why did he look like that?"

"He liked it!"

"Why was I doing that Clyde?"

".....you're his wife. Victoria you are married to him."

"Really?"

"Yes..."

"He's so handsome."

"Okay."

"He really is..."

"Okay."

"I feel so close to him."

"....now I am starting to see what he talking about."

"Who?"

"The guy with the suitcase."

"Anyways could you get the handsome guy's number for me?"

"Number?"

"His address!"

"You live with him!"

"...does he have any kids?"

"There must be twenty of those by now."

"......with who?"

"Some damn girl who be like fucking with my head right now!"

"Does she do that better than me?"

"....Victoria Zen is your husband, you live with him, and you have kids. A bunch."

".....the handsome guy we just talked about?"

"No."

"....oh well I am just now understanding that I am unaware of how handsome men conjoin to be the one I married."

"Yes.....yeah he is the handsome guy you sat on his lap and did that thing then he sort of is the handsome guy who we just talked about but I say no because I don't like him right now."

"Why?"

"He keeps asking me about some girl that fucks with my head!"

"Oh..."

"She is made out of chocolate and wears red stockings with garter belts."

"Oh."

".....she's standing in front of me adjusting her garter belt and red stockings."

"Fucking hell Clyde if you had to wear these you would be like what the fuck."

"You don't have to wear them."

"I do have to wear these kind for this otherwise I would wear the ones I feel comfortable."

"What is it made out of?"

"Some fucking recycled shit that Dom thought of....like fucking pvc pipe."

"....oh."

"Anyways so about that guy."

"Yeah?"

".....I want to marry him."

"Okay just go away please."

"So you be like thinking about him and be like in another world when all this shit happens and it don't even mean anything....to you....but you just relax.......sort of until that happens then you like bugging out....then this lady be really trying to figure out something but you just like make her think about important shit to her instead so she like wondering about how you got her to do that but she got the moment to think about it. A lot of people doing that. Except for him cause he just tired of everything so he rather just deal with something in a book he read that he can't figure out.....but I think he will get it if he lets it go. You so bored it ain't funny. You be wanting something fucked up to come but it take too long........too long and Zyna be missing you and you be missing him and smiling about him and adoring him and thinking about his hair and how it looks when you flip it. He be worried about you and wanting to protect you and be the guy....you be wanting to take care of him and be the gal....you guys are weird and you gal is weird and whatever though. You two is like made for each other but not to get with one another but you two really is a couple like a Queen and King. He tall too. You be thinking about children and how come you ain't had any.....he is an alien Sunny."

"I told you."

"....is that why he so good looking?"

"No he just is good looking."

"Everybody god damn look at him. He like the most handsome motherfucker on the planet."

".....yeah he is very handsome."

"How he do that?"

"He just gets it from Snow."

"Who his daddy anyways?"

"Nicodemus."

"Oh....well he don't really look like him."

".......no he looks like Snow."

".......so how come you don't like him like that?"

"....I like that blonde guy with blue eyes that I see out the window."

"He's walking a big cat."

"........who is he?"

"I can't stand you right now."

Playground Planetary Plus

Fanatic opposition is a human hearsay; three charm school suited children grasp my palms and excess belt.

"I wish it was longer!"

"His hands are cold!"

"Where is that bastard?"

Andromeda chains a triangle platform into titanium pulleys recovered from chemical warfare submarines; thus is my elevator as I descend into index finger points.

"Hey Dad you got to mark the bricks as you go down with this paint.....else we won't know where to stop and where to go..."

"Where is your mom?"

"Thinking about the word mom."

"........well she is..."

"She's something more and all the above a word."

"Thirteen blocks."

"What's down there?"

".......I will tell you someday."

"When?"

"...when these cease to exist..."

Embryo capsules pump the mockery of vein articulation; a computerized script informs me of retinal deformation and possible neurotic degeneration. The machine is a hospice unknown to an earth I volunteer participation; involuntary habitation is unnecessarily the will of indifference.

It is the one they call Amethyst; she has come to disconnect my eyeball from the pyramid....please send the armed guards quickly, I rather not dispose of.......her.......malfunction error..............technological informant please......

"....is it gone now Dad?"

"Not yet."

Pop, fizz; carbonation spreads from a lip. If a thing is alive I am The Queen of The Damned.

"Queen!"

"That's the name of the city...."

"No I was just saying..."

"What were you saying?"

"...hey so you that girl on that magazine?"

"Which one?"

"........you can't answer like that!"

"Why?"

"Cause sounds like you know you on a bunch of them?"

"There are a lot of magazines."

"What if other people know that's you?"

"What will it matter?"

".....it does.....cause you make me think about what it is to be an icon."

"Icon?"

"Yeah............yeah that's what it's all about here don't you know?"

"....so am I a cover to you?"

"No you're a book I have yet to learn."

"What are you holding?"

"The New York Tribunal Market News."

".....it must be.....a past issue."

"Yeah they got shut down cause they printed an article about the number zero."

"I read it."

"It says a girl on a magazine cover is going to make it go to.....zilch....nada....nothing."

"Who is she?"

"A woman walking with a cup of tea."

"Who is she?"

"Some lady who thinks I am a dream."

"You're so cute."

".....oh shut up."

Twenty-eight inches hugs my waist before entering a corner apartment; black puffy curls, caramel milky softness, left dimple, missing front tooth, backwards Yankee blue cap, white t-shirt, black shredded jeans, white patent leather sneakers. Suddenly I cannot remember where I am walking.

"You live in Brooklyn honey."

"I do live in Brooklyn."

"You are Brooklyn Honey."

"Honey from Brooklyn?"

"Yeah that's right.....I know about you..."

"What do you know about me?"

"You punched that lady..."

"That was a man that was..."

"No that was a lady and she was making a pass at you...."

"What does that mean?"

"She wanted to get with you."

"So I punched a woman?"

"Fuck yeah you did."

"What is she?"

"An android fucking cunt piss."

".....what was her name again?"

"......god damn I don't know......something about a dick."

"I got one."

"No shit you are a dick."

".......what should I name him?"

"Are you serious?"

"Well yes I am."

".........I don't know but you should wear him all the time."

"I don't know how."

"How come?"

"He only comes out for my wife and sometimes my childhood Zyna."

"Zyna is your childhood?"

"Yes..."

"Why does he come out for her?"

"He just likes to hang out with her."

"....."

"He doesn't excite for her..."

"....."

".....I don't know that's just how it is."

"I understand. It's cause he relates with her."

"How so?"

"They're cool with each other and she doesn't mind it at all."

"She discovered him underneath my fisherman baggies..."

"What was he doing?"

"Breathing..."

"......wow...."

"He moves up and down when I am breathing."

"....what did she...."

"She undid the string and pulled down the hinge....then she called her mother..."

"Oh shit!"

"She's my mother too. She just came and said she already knew about it and that it was not erect or hardened by the situation so twas nothing to concern of but that I shouldn't attempt to hide what it is in my pants."

"I don't think you can help it."

"What do you have?"

"....not that."

"Oh."

"I'm a Beep Beep Beep!"

"Oh....so you got what they have."

"They?"

"The people who eat salmon and red snapper....."

"....what you saying I am a chick?"

"No that's a chicken."

"So what you saying huh?!"

"....I don't know."

"I never used it before."

"Well you don't use it!"

"What do I do with it?"

"Find somebody who adores you!"

"Okay that makes sense."

"Yes tis doth."

"....your English is interesting."

"Is it noticeable?"

"When you say tis doth it is yes I would say so yes your English is very yes...."

".......I am tired of the train."

"I am tired of the damn subway."

"...I don't care for the cab fare."

"Who does?"

"What else is there?"

"What you got!"

"My walk?"

"Yeah that's what you got for real."

"What do you have?"

".....oh I use a push scooter with optional motor."

"You are lazy."

"....uh huh."

"How do you expect to meet anybody like that?"

"......well if they got one we are compatible."

"You can't ride and talk!"

"Why not?"

"So impersonal."

"So is denying you are the woman on a nationally well known and respected journalism."

"It's a magazine about buying shit people do not need."

"....well.....can't be ashamed of it."

".......I often wonder what it means."

"It just means you were on the cover and did a layout for clothing and for make up."

"...I wish it was more...........I wish people...."

"......it made me happy to see you."

"Why?"

"Cause you tell me the truth with your face and with your eyes."

"What is the truth?"

"Nothing is at it seems and you hide a lot about your self."

"Like what?"

"....everything....but I'm going to catch you."

"Catch me doing what?"

"Hiding."

Eighteen miles and I reside with Cordelia; she is brushing away several colorful tubes and purposely locking a black briefcase.

"...."

"What?"

"....."

"This lady is coming for it."

"Who is she?"

"I don't know."

"Then why you going to give her the god damn motherfucking..."

"You fucking curse like a god damn motherfucking..."

"...."

"Oh."

Leo The Lion - sign under a thousand and one suns, submission of insecurity to the flames of evermore and eternity, one born or given unto the lion bears curls and the trance of vanity, little is known of the mirror reflection for such a person however theirs is iconic appearance and familiar presence, unfortunately thus may be their demise if existing inside a world of disregard for human life; unto any whom crosses their nobility, we bid thee death evermore

Renalto constructs a maple wood raft from a fallen embassy; Jamaica is a British haven for us and none other shall invade our emotional paradise. I watch hemp twine loop gum rice paper, a sieve catches sand particles, tree sap proofs a sealant between each gap drill flat board; aluminum alloy railing posts three fourths a square float.

"....this is ghetto."

"......that's where we live Chocolate Boy."

"No I mean...yeah okay."

".........you know where we going?"

"Nope."

"We going to get some of those Dead Fish."

"....hhhmmm....."

"A bunch of them."

"For all of us?"

"Yeah..."

"Why so Renalto?"

"I dreamed about some motherfuckers bothering me while I was laying down in some kind of ivory crate box without records in it.......then you was cursing wearing all black leather and some kind of black leather jumper thing.....you had some plated boots on.....you wasn't wearing much underneath that thing but like some leather holster for some....well god damn it I don't know where those came from and I don't think she did either.....she was wearing some goggles and knuckle things.....her hair was like a mad lion......something was on a strap around her back....some kind of handle was sticking out of it......a bloody tear or maybe just some blood fell down close by......damn it I could of sworn it was you but you looked smaller and you had those things and I don't want to see you get any bigger so I am a going to Africa to live after this boat ride cause I don't want to see that shit. There was a sign there that had some weird name that Varu be using for a body of water that disappeared from a crazy drought....some place they say the donkey riding writer guy be taking to get some good weed. She always be telling me shit to fuck with my head. Damn Russian people........well if I wasn't half of them.....and you.....and well she all of them......and Mocha Mousse......what he doing anyways?"

"That's him over there. He with Reginald."

"What's they raft made out of?"

"Same stuff."

"....where they get that from?"

"Why we competing?"

"No I saved the rest of that shit for a hut I was building them to hide they chains and shackles!"

"They must of got it from that plantation owner's ballroom."

"....why they like stealing our bananas?"

"Amethyst said it was because they wanted to cage monkeys."

"Fuck them."

"That's what Tusk said."

"Then what did she say?"

"She said it there are monkeys they going to be digitally enslaved and that they will need some kind of political man to free them."

".....why they going to do that?"

"She said it was cause the monkeys know a lot of different intellects as their own....evermore."

".......Chocolate Boy I am going to be wearing a tuxedo you got that? It's going to be all black with a white vested shirt."

"What am I going to be wearing?"

"Damnation."

"Is that fashion?"

"....why you so interested in Fashion?"

"Cordelia said it's an industry."

"Industrial fashion?"

"Fuck yeah Renalto!"

"Well.....as long as you cover those things up....and Cordelia had them too. And both you was like real twins....but I knew which was which cause you look different but you don't.....aw fuck it let's get these damn fish and cut them up."

New York is my mistress; she is my wife. Zen is my mistress; she is also my wife.

"You better pick!"

"What?"

"You heard me!"

"....I want to stay with you!"

"But we live in her!"

".....so staying with you is staying with her!"

"You're not man enough for me."

"What?"

"That's right!"

"Cordelia did you hear that?"

"Yes Sir I did and I agree."

"Oh really?"

"Yes because if you were man enough you would be able to keep them apart so they don't know about each other....so you can have them both as your wives."

"Oh."

"Oh really Delia?"

"Yes mom. Oh shit I fucked up that one peace out."

"That's my child."

"Yes she certainly is and I am the one who carried her for.....two months....something like that anyways you better get out cause I am really upset with you and your rendezvous."

"......well.......alright then."

"I'm writing a song about this shit."

"....well she treats me well."

"Are you shitting me Chocolate Boy?"

"Can I have a kiss?"

"....Cordelia you go with his ass."

".....I have his ass on my ass so I don't want to tag along his ass with my ass...."

"......you curse like me."

"Yes I do do that indeed."

"I can't tell the difference between you so get out of this house and come back when you figure out I am the wife and I am the mom and that's it."

"...we will go stay with Avie and Sin."

"They live across the stack!"

"......oh."

"Yeah technically they live in the same house with us except across the hallway."

"We will go stay with..."

"We got our digs! See you later!"

"Cordelia you speak too soon."

"We will stay with Armand."

".....I just moved out of there!"

"..........."

"Let's go to Panther Block."

"....that's where we live Dad."

"Oh shit I forgot."

"Mom can I please stay here because I understand completely now that your feelings were hurt and I deeply regret participating with his nonsense."

"Yes you may."

"What about me?"

"....you're cute."

"!"

"You're really cute..."

"!"

"But...."

"?"

".......bring me some coconuts and chocolate."

"I am not coconuts and chocolate?"

"She has coconuts and she tastes like chocolate..."

"Who?"

"....this girl in my dreams that I succumb to pain...."

"Pain?"

"....oh it hurts so good."

"Who is she?"

"You except dirtier and driving around with a bunch of beastly noisemakers.....then I woke up in a bat cave where we....we....anyways there were lots of little people.....like twenty or more....but before that she was a real rebel leather breaker.....but I had a crush on her and was mean to her for the hell of New York."

"....take it easy on me Zen!"

"I need the coconuts Boy."

".........okay."

"Okay so go."

"Okay."

"Okay go now."

"Okay."

".....?"

"But I am taking this little person with me."

"Why me?"

"....I'm sorry son what is your name?"

"......Toni."

"...this is thirteen?"

"...I stopped counting."

"You look like Fiasco."

"Hehe."

"You're heavy for a little person."

"I got marble rocks in my back pack."

"Why?"

"Cause I knew you would pick me up and take me with you when she kicked you out."

".....why rocks?"

"Cause you will take me to the place I want to put them."

"What is it for?"

"A grave marker!"

"For who?"

"The seventeen cats!"

"What?"

"When you start digging you are going to tap these rocks."

"There are seventeen rocks in your bag?"

"Yes."

".....okay."

"Bye Mom I am going with this man who looks like me sort of but he doesn't remember my name but I love him anyways."

"Okay so you will carry the coconuts and chocolate in your pack is that correct?"

"Yes after I lay my rocks."

"Okay..."

"Bye Delia."

"Bye Little Person. Don't forget my hat!"

"The cat fedora?"

"Yeah the one that looks like hemp tweed."

"Where is it at again?"

".....next to the marble rock gravestones!"

"What is that place?"

"I don't know. It's like a field."

"Why did you put your hat there?"

"I thought there was a plastic shelf box for clothing....I thought you would be there to watch it and wear it for me."

"This is getting weirder and weirder...."

"....come on Daddy."

"Your hair tickles my face."

"That's what it's meant to do and that is why it is there."

"Oh..."

"I wish you were softer."

"Why?"

"You feel like a metal basin."

"....what should I feel like?"

"A liquid mercury index."

"Oh..."

".......will I get any bigger than this?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"No."

"Why not?"

".....no."

"That is not an appropriate answer for my question!"

"Then what is?"

"Yes."

"Why do you want to be big?"

"So I can pick you up and carry you."

"Not happening."

"Why?"

"Cause I'm too heavy."

"......well lose weight then!"

"God damn it."

"Why did they put you in jail for cursing?"

"....why do they put anybody in jail?"

"Cause they can and they are assholes."

"Right."

"Ahoy matey that be my spot!"

"Alright I am letting you down go ahead and mark."

Blonde grassy blades touch Indra's swiftness; I swear upon India's mysteriousness.

"I am done sir."

".....is this New York?"

"Yes it is."

"Feels like somewhere else..."

"....well....she knows where it is."

"Who?"

"The lady with the frog bag!"

"The frog bag?"

"....you got the ones with fish and she got the ones with frogs."

"Why frogs?"

"Cause she is a frog lady!"

".....well I don't eat those."

"Neither does she."

"....what do they do?"

"Eat really bad bugs and hang out with spiders."

"Should I get some?"

"....a blue one that shoots poison."

"No such thing."

"Not here!"

".......what will his name be?"

"Toni after me."

"Where do I get him?"

".....from a place with fish like the ones on the bag!"

"Oh....."

"She coughs blood sometimes."

"Who?"

"It's pink weird."

"Who?"

"....she's sad."

"About?"

".....some lady."

"Who is the lady?"

"Somebody who pretended to be a man."

"Why did she do that?"

"...to marry her."

"Does she know that?"

"Not exactly..."

"How do you know that?"

"He figured it out."

"Who?"

"The guy who likes clothes a lot!"

"Who doesn't..."

"You!"

"....you listen to your mother and I talk too much."

"Anyways......don't worry about things that come to pass because you must maintain your ethical stance and learn quickly to advance for their good and ours and yours."

"What does that mean?"

"It means people will come and go but you must stay so they may return."

"What about you?"

".....I am going to go be with Amber and Crystal in number four and then we are going to go to number three to join Braid and then we will disappear for a while. Inside a whirlwind for what seems to be a thousand human years..."

"What about your brothers and sisters?"

"They got to go to some mountains with weird shit all over it."

"Where are the mountains?"

"Some place where weird cows live."

"You are so descriptive."

"Dad! Dreams don't make sense! Give me a break!"