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."