Blind as a Bat

"Is this Kowloon?"

"....that's you isn't it?"

"What city is this?"

"I read about one just like it...they said some people froze themselves."

"Who were they?"

"Thirteen bats."

"....what do you think of them?"

"Now I know why they did it."

Turn into pavement streets, spin three gusts of gravel, sit inside the basement; thus is routine for an earth I examine through an animated microscope.

"Well Victoria we don't know what it was like there....what you saying and all. Everything stay the same where we from....it always look like that....I didn't know it was like that."

"I worry for it to return...."

"The digital world we will be trapped is going to commit to the outside reality..."

"It will come back."

"What you saying Thad? You saying that the rest of the missing pieces is going to come into wherever we at and collide?"

".....you either ride with me or collide with me!"

"Fuck! It's Amethyst!"

"Get the fuck out the Dark Sector!"

"We want their wires!"

"It's how they stay alive! I'll fight you for it."

"....forget it....just know we coming back for you....no matter where you at!"

"30,000 cc should be enough for you."

"....the cerebral helmet is pissing me off."

"Then don't wear it but how are you going to infrared the buildings..."

"Sonar."

".....how you going to do that?"

"What if I was a bat?"

"....I am starting to despise motorcycles."

"Name it Hayabusa."

"Suzuki is a mad man."

"He's my twin!"

"It means huge dick."

"....yeah well."

"This bike does not slide or maneuver."

"The Ducati keeps hopping..."

"If you were lighter it wouldn't do that."

".....you saying I'm heavy or something?"

"Yeah I am! What are you a model?"

"Why do you say that?"

"....you stand there like a forbidden statue."

"I am one! I'm a frozen person!"

".....I'll make you another one."

"Another what?"

".........wherever you go I will find you."

Environmental Adaptation by Digital Enhancement; we solemnly believe whichever world the thirteen may leave shall come for them indefinitely, thus is their resolution, the desire for damnation and darkness, the Queen of Death is a crimson robe upon a throne of skulls, the Queen of The Abyss is a royal purple robe upon a throne of skulls, the Kings wear crowns of sapphire, diamonds, rubies, and Burmese pythons as protection, we will return for their acknowledgement as we realize neither will recognize themselves for whom we see

Seven hundred and eighty monitors detect nitrogen trails; we hunt predators. Seven hundred hospitals sparsely propagate warehouses between black exhaust figurines. I dream of mercury whipping chains, burning sun orange barrels, ghost people reaching for my essence, vacated houses, pink membrane children, and a holographic Cordelia guiding me.

"Wake up Gia."

"...what is this?"

"An interview."

"Who is that man over there?"

".....you got me but you got to talk to him..."

"He interests my interests..."

"Watch that accent..."

"Back and forth from Brooklyn to England..."

"What's the difference?"

"....good interpretation."

"You must be the cover of a magazine."

"...nice to meet you but I do have a name."

".....I see it is Gia...."

"...what?"

"Please sit and prepare yourself....the make up artist is coming."

"....Aucoin?'

"....is that his name?"

".....what is yours?"

"Soon..."

"That went by so quickly..."

".....cue...ready...she's ready for me..."

"I am?"

"You are....here we go...."

Gia - the island mister, dead girl, stillness inside dark worlds, Leo the lion possession, the snake's vanity, chocolate honey from banana coconut alchemy, mystery of photographic images, evader, vigilant nightwalker, knife bearer, color of the brush, garment changeling, viscous cat claw climax, artist muse, trickery of social tendency, virgin health, blood luster, black magic woman, black widow spider, dreamy presence, sorrowful witness, physical iconic ambiguity, hidden identity, known person for those who desire independence, she is the Queen of The Damned and Queen of The Dead, she is blue amber and she is evermore alive, thus forbidden earth shall give her signs, the olive tree shall come for her as she ripens intellectually, we believe they will mutably discuss this state of emergency, we believe they will interpret apocalypse the beast underneath a stainless steel pyramid; he is brought forth by advert technology and ill emotion, he is the embodiment of hatred, we understand he will fight until the end

"Girlie, what if I am far away?"

"I will know where you are."

"How?"

".....I tell people you are my niece, family knows such things girl."

"What of Cal?"

"He is your Uncle and my brother."

"What if people recognize me?"

"Uh....just keep telling yourself make up is deception."

"Aucoin said it is an art."

"It is....I know they are going to kill him."

"Who?"

"....the metal pyramid android army....they will come for us wherever we are and whatever we do...I just know it."

"...do I fight them?"

"Obviously....he is programmed to do the same right?"

"He has some kind of frequency ignition inside his left chest region."

".....I wonder what it does."

"Me too. Albert said it was damn important for our mission."

"I wish he was a beeper."

"Gilbert said the only thing that is left of him is his vascular brain anatomy..."

"Isn't that enough?"

"....let's hope...he does seem to adore me more than robotic..."

"I noticed..."

"I love him so...."

"He is also a painter..."

"He said he made one of some people he saw behind his eyelids..."

".....we must go now. I feel they are watching..."

Milan, Paris, Hong Kong, Moscow, Tokyo, New York City, Sydney, Rio; I sleep to wear clothes. This job is difficult however purpose is official destiny. Many clocks defecate paper trade currency, I understand the pound sterling is a market hosting web faces; an exile country shall welcome this wilderness.

"I'm watching you eat a little green yellow apple listening to yourself singing..."

"Somebody sent me chrysanthemum bouquets..."

"How many?"

"Sixty-six."

"Wow...."

"They are all pink."

".....what you going to do with them?"

"Well You Know said they could be hydroponically transferred to a garden..."

"Yeah they paint their faces like evil clowns...."

"These flowers remind me of them..."

"....what do you call them?"

"Christians...."

"Why?"

"They wear upright crosses on their necks and the main leader is named Chris."

"What do they want from you?"

"......something about ghost remnants empowering their invention....they want to create a massive god person out of wires and hooks for tuna fish."

".....I just dreamed the tree sent real rain and hail for you....real rain and hail...."

"Inside the strange world?"

".....that weather was real....what are you going to do if the tree is merciless for the world you live? What are you going to do if it comes for you and all is amiss?"

"What do you want me to do? You are all the same as me."

"That scared the hell out of a lot of people....the man in the house with you wonders why it happened but he doesn't fear it....he knows it has something to do with you but he doesn't fear the tree as much as he fears some weird box you ran around with....he fears death not messages from unknown places."

".....I talk to the tree whenever I feel like shit."

"She's crying from her left eye...the right one is a sliver of anger.......it's clear...not much time left when the tree starts calling for you."

"It doesn't care about routines or whatever the hell is going on....I remember the tree put it's branches inside my forehead. I felt as though whatever I do here shall be for impression and symbolism.....it put some kind of meter inside my spinal cord."

"...a meter?"

"Yeah it measures environmental activity, electrical pulsation, brain activity, pollution, interference, and something else I never did figure out....."

".....your body's flexible permanence."

"It's crimson and crystal."

"Does it hurt?"

"It curves my lower back....Del told me my extra vertebrae is shaped like a devil tail."

"Those teenagers are scared witless, you got to do something about that but they won't show themselves for fear of hostile eyes..."

"What do they fear?"

"The world we live in right now. They fear to live in it without you being there....they just fear what they know."

"What do they know?"

"....blue amber frozen woman, they know you suspended yourself for a better earth....whatever that is huh Sunny? They know you can wrap some kind of special sword....they know you are a purple crystal stone called Amethyst, they know you killed a fuck load of people instead of waiting for political grievances....the magistrate commissioned her for such....in the strange world England is some kind of ugly bitch, god damn it, something about bats making you a crystal illusion, something about a castle and your armor, some shit you don't even know, something about regeneration, and your horrid morphine addiction which makes your sensitivity die into flesh, god damn that embalming fluid hates that shit."

"How do they know all of that?"

".....peanut butter is an interesting food Sunny."

"Really..."

"Some kind of brain lubricant."

"Dogs love it."

"Especially Odin and Diavolo."

"Sheba and Dominia like cashews..."

"....those cats are incredible."

"I know....just like him."

"They are just like him. Dominia dragged in twelve heroin dealers....twelve guys....holy fucking fuck!"

".....Sheba destroyed an army of militant miners..."

"What were they after?"

"......the purple walls of bat caves..."

"Those kids figure that out too. Real bat caves are lined with Amethyst....there is one in particular they call the Prince of Darkness."

"....yeah...."

"It's underwater....where the black pyramid is..."

"It's made out of Onyx."

".....well yeah she is a zombie if you want to be a matter of fact about it."

"So are you!"

"Oh shut up."

"Does everybody in Brooklyn say shut up?"

"Yes."

"Okay just making sure."

"....damn that tree electrocuted some people...."

"Doesn't surprise me."

"Olive did that before?"

"...."

"....he thinks it's made out of mercury."

"Did he ever find his girlfriend?"

"Ophiuchus?"

"Yeah...."

"Yeah he did. Somewhere inside the Prince of Darkness."

"Did they have kids?"

"...they made seeds for you to come about so I guess so."

"I look just like my mom!"

"...almost."

"?"

"They don't have blood. It's mercury..."

"Oh!"

"Uh huh."

"......oh."

"They still don't know you are a vampire but everybody else does....oh come on!"

"Like who?"

"....oh come on Sunny your teeth hang out of your smile and you look god damn wicked."

"Okay Mister Pointy Eyebrows and Widow Peak Peculator!"

"Oh shut up."

"Especially Kevin."

"Yeah I know....they all know he's some kind of guy who pops up everywhere they look....those kids just don't think such a person would drink blood."

"....why do we do that?"

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

"Is it mean?"

"I don't give a fuck."

"....but is it?"

"I don't give a fuck."

"Diesel I need to know."

"......well maybe if we could feel bad about it....maybe then."

"I think it's because they need to be drained of ill intention which flows through their veins."

"I think it's because we're vampires."