Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Odd Evens





Harmful wishes dissolve into cemetery dust balls; the chinchilla's favorite playground. Ruby and I share nature's theater; spinning people entertain us.

"He's my favorite."

"....I like his twin...."

The forest is an apparition, we clothe ourselves bodies for recognition; many eyes keep us.

"Okay we got thirty-seven shoots to do today Gia you ready?"

"Where are they at?"

"....New York City....then you flying somewhere at night where it is day somewhere else..."

"...okay..."

"We got twelve hours...."

"I got twelve curse words for you."

"There are not that many..."

"Try me!"

"...."

"Motherfucking fucker from god damn fucking hell you shitty ass fuck I shall always remember this god fucking shit bloody blood clot number twelve on my shitting clock I am going to get you for this fucking fuck!"

"Well at least you tried."

"That wasn't twelve?"

"No but it was funny."

"Who are you?"

".....I'm a....."

"You forgot didn't you?"

"I know what I am..."

"....you are wearing a jump suit...."

"Yes."

"It's navy blue and has buttons....pockets too."

"I'm an astronaut."

"No..."

"I am a....mechanic."

"No."

"Okay what am I?"

"....I know your voice."

"......oh......well have a nice day Gia."

"How do you know who I am?"

"......pictures?"

"Did you purposely goof your role for me to be curious?"

".....you are very interesting."

"I think I'm crazy."

"Uh huh."

"You too?"

"Not at all. I got to go sweep something with the thing."

"Broom..."

"No that's not it."

".....there is no other word for it!"

"Oh."

"What are you an alien from fucking another place?"

"......I......I am a sweeper."

"You don't even know that's a fucking broom!"

"I know it sweeps. That's all I need to know to do my job."

"What is this thing?"

"....it is a symmetrical gown with rivets and strings."

".....oh."

"You didn't know that?"

"All I need to know is that it's a dress....that's how I do my job."

"Very well you dress and I sweep."

"Okay."

"Okay!"

"Alright!"

"....."

"Bye weird guy."

"Bye weird girl."

My collection of boxer shorts reduces to three; Snow runs about holding an empty drawer. Zoomy munches an extremely long plantain ripe banana, his giggle protrudes orange slivers of teeth; I wonder how he arrives when I least expect. A door shuts, Zyna examines my cheek, I dream of police lights and the shutter of decency.

"How did that happen?"

"....I ran into something."

"....don't do that again."

"It's a bad bruise."

".....don't do that again."

"It was a fucking sink counter!"

"I did that to my chin."

"Oooh....we're even."

".....why are we so brutally clumsy?"

"We're damned bee people."

"They run into everything."

"Yeah they do....they fuck up a lot of shit."

"I saw a tree fall down from their stay."

"I saw a fence topple over from their migration."

"They are tough little people."

"They got lots of fluffy black and yellow."

"They are kind of cute."

"Yeah."

"I want to touch one but they look so busy."

"One landed on my nose and stared at me for a long moment."

"Why do you suppose?"

"...my mom told him to! She said it had to do with me and eating peanut butter with honey."

"......what did it feel like?"

"That fucking bee knew something Zyna."

"What if he was a giant!"

".....that would be the best god damn honey ever."

"His stinger would be like a missile."

"....cool."

Visibly hungry I sit at Zen's table; she kisses my forehead and gives me an apple.

"...this is the best apple ever..."

"She stopped buttoning and unbuttoning those strange mens' shirts."

"....so good...."

"I mean he could of told her it was extermination!"

"....so crunchy...."

"He could of warned her those people were so disgusting!"

"....big seeds...."

"Those people were horrific! She didn't notice them though....they were like parasites....I'm so in love with her...."

"....it's red too...."

"We're the living dead but they are just dead. I wish for her to be a pigeon evermore and for him to be a squirrel. I wish for that boy to be a girl."

"Pigeons piss me off and squirrels eat shitty nuts."

"....what about girls that act like boys?"

"I really wanted the rest of that apple."

".....she thinks about peanut butter a lot."

"Peanut butter and apples tastes really good."

".....she's my wife....."

"What am I?"

".....you're my wife."

"Who is she?"

"She's my wife!"

"...did you just hear a coo sound and a squeaky chirp?"

".......I do."



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