Who Knew

GUARANTEED FRESH

Stanley entertains me; he wears a pink t-shirt boasting black ink splotch graffiti. Dominique is a hip hop head's honey, Cordelia is my muse of wolves; the doctors discuss termination and production which does not interest us. I call them the Brown Sisters; these women agree to accompany me inside an unfortunate world created to infuriate a wild jungle girl. The eyes of physician madness ascend for a group of mischief, my mothers are frozen pirates, I am a distant forsaken envision; our diagnosis indicates sub conscious reality briefly clouding morrow's notorious blue sky. Whomever watches the wanderers' walk experiences a ferocious thought; what is sense? Nevermore shall I answer my own questions for I am responding to confusion.

Zyna clips his hair above a plumbing receptacle.

"What is that thing Kat?"

"A....toilet."

"Why are you doing that above the toilet?"

".....uh.....where am I?"

"This weird house and I am sleep walking."

"....how did I get here?"

"You came out of my damn closet."

".......there was something there that attracted me to you..."

"Twasn't my astounding good looks?"

"....oh come now Victoria. You must be serious when you speak of such...."

"......why do they stare at me?"

"...just you wait and see...."

"Will you be there with me?"

"Yes. Yes but yes and yes and how do I look?"

"Handsome as always."

"..........kiss me?"

"No."

"I will kiss you."

"No."

"We used to kiss as children."

"You were never a child in this world."

"Which world?"

"The world we arrived when we came back to.....life?"

"....oh.........your cheek belongs to my lips."

"Zen kisses the left and you kiss the right."

"Do we share?"

"Absolutely not."

".....you're still my baby girl."

"Do you have to call me that?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

A man lays me upon layers of blankets held by a love seat's love seat; his legs swivel black leather trousers and mesh buckle black sneakers. Deep groaning natural instinct soothes a pair of baggy thunderstorm woven legs, thrashing claws beckon my slivering shutters; Katarzyna is awaiting invisible transience of puzzling mathematical equations.

"He's got a partially zapping body right now."

".......my dear woman are these two your friends?"

"....Zyna I get along with most people even in bizarre situations."

"....Victoria what is he so angry about?"

"You made a pact with Marsha to annoy the hell out of me."

"...oh."

"Yeah."

"You are unaware of the program? You are unaware of who you are when you are in awakening? The remembrance state which seems to be forced into your brain?"

".....no."

"No."

"You two annoy the fucking hell out of me. You the male looking grotesque person display complete ignorance and snobbish bull shit. You eat fucking the stinkiest god damn fucking shit and it stinks up the whole fucking house, your voice is god damn obnoxious, you snort like a beast over and over again, you think all is yours in this house and it belongs to Dominique, you pretend to be some kind of religious deliverer, you pretend to be somebody who gives a damn, you are the most disgusting person I ever had to be around, you purposely get in my way, you should be dead."

"I bid thee death nevermore to return evermore shall ye leave us be as we are....we are eternal, you are a finite beast. I the King of Death bid thee damnation and anguish for you do not surrender to those which desire your flesh to burn!"

"......those people told me that you were ending everything."

"...I know I annoy you Victoria I know that in my program too but I have to continue and I know you don't believe us and I know I am ridiculous but I made a pact."

"Fuck you and your pact. I bid you both death as well. Soon, quickly..."

"As do we."

"These are those who desire such?"

"Yes."

Ninety-nine faces I introduce my hidden self.

"I care not for your awakening or your sleep walking. I care not for either....I care not for your demise or your situation. We are aware even when awake and asleep we know of you. You do not know of us? We do not care for thee.....go away."

".....how do you know all that when you are awake?"

"We are aware. You should be too of your disgusting behavior."

"....will you light the torch Girl?"

"Yes will you do it again?"

"...he is so damn ugly!"

"He is a beast."

"He grabbed my head and jerked it!"

"She freaking spit in my face when she foamed upon her lips! She's insane!"

"Are any of you which complain awake as we complain?"

"....I'll remember this feeling."

"I will know how much I hate them."

"Will we die for killing them?"

"We need them gone."

"Even the authorities that pretend wish them dead."

"Everyone hates them."

"Yes I agree these two and Zyna's two are the most hated people I ever met."

"Do you realize this man and woman?"

".....no."

"No."

"We hate you more than everything that is hatred!"

Tears soak into extended sleeves upon bruised hands, the night is a carrier for restless followers; mortality is evidently an unwanted gift. Expectation is an emotion we consider as each portion of habitation crowds shivering bare feet.

"She's a demon!"

"Oh how much we pray for her!"

"Oh shut the fuck up Charles."

"Give it up Young."

"She's the sanest kid I ever saw and so is the boy."

"She looks nothing like your ugly asses."

"She's just like her mom and dad which is not you so go fuck yourselves."

"What a ghastly sight to see you both act like you don't know what the fuck is going on."

"You fear her....you will fear her more when the afternoon comes."

"You will fear her.....even more when they come while she is gone."

"Hey kids you got to let those people in the house. It's not them that looks through....it's people they just can't stand up to........but they will die. They care oddly enough for something they can't speak of but Victoria you got to let your guard down for their enemies once they are all gone........they just wanted to know what the fuck was going down in that damn world of yours to understand why you are so damn serious. They never saw anybody that serious looking before like you just got an agenda and you got to do it. Then they understand why you are so damn goofy when you forget about everything......except they got serious shit too. You got to do what you got to do but you got to stick it out whatever happens. Doesn't matter cause these two will die anyways. They annoy the hell out of everybody. They annoy the hell out of everybody. They annoy the hell out of everybody! Especially those people that got to stick it out with you. Both of you! You both got to deal with what we got to deal with. I know they make nasty sounds and I know they piss you off and stick. They grab at us and force us to do shit. They steal our money too! Especially those two your little brother got stuck with. So don't you forget we care about you so much. And keep that box nearby. Fix your damn bike so you can get away! Those people better know how much you despise these things in this house. They better know. Everybody hates them. Everybody wants them dead. Every person you want gone is hated by everyone. I hate his face I hate her face I hate his hair I hate her hair and I just hate them and everything about them. I hate them more than hatred. I hate them so much I cannot control myself for much longer."

Pharaoh is the hooded moon; he fools the scientist for our witness. Three quarters to zero into black; a mummy prince foretells the death of four ominous stars.

"....Zyna I see four to two worlds."

"Eight of the spider which is our brain."

".......I hate them."

"Me too."

"I bitched out yours."

"When?"

"You were cuddling a teddy bear."

"He reminds me of you. I got it from some lady who worked at a dollar store."

"....I confuse my emotions with you."

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

"I care nothing for their return."

"Nobody does."

"....I care nothing for them at all."

"Nobody does."

"I care for you deeply."

"....do we....we must!"

"We are already married by man's world."

"Zen's your boyfriend."

".....he's your best friend."

"He is.....Kevin is still trying to get into that damn place they programmed the man and woman or is it a child, who knows...."

"Is he in your box or mine?"

"Whichever does not matter anymore."

"Who are those people back there again?"

".....let's start walking."

An oddly familiar blue and red flashing does not alarm us.

"Those two right there!"

"They don't belong here! We want them out! They don't live here! This is our house!"

"Is that so kids?"

"Then you two better leave before we give you a ride with the police!"

"Fucking niggers..."

"God damn a nigger boy and girl."

"Wait a minute."

"What did you call those two?"

"Niggers you heard us!"

"You told us there was niggers in that house!"

"No you don't say that shit motherfucker."

"No."

The spade of a shovel blinks four eyelids; lonely strangers howl for a hidden moon.

"....whose house is this?"

"They are here again?"

"Yes ma'am I am! I'm the police!"

"....you're a terrible actor."

"Excuse me! You two are asking for trouble."

"I'm Dominique and this is the title. Now get the fuck out of here before I sue your fucking ass."

"....they called us here I got ever right to be here."

"No you don't. This is my property. You leave. I do not want you here. Get out."

"......."

"You do not have a search warrant or permission to be here. You are legally trespassing."

"What are you a lawyer?"

"Yes."

".....well I will be back."

"No you won't."

"Why?"

"Cause you are going to die within the hour."

"Is that a threat?"

"No it's the truth."

".....you fucking pig."

"Who said that?"

".....doesn't matter get out."

"I'm sick of this shit guys."

"I know Dom."

"Those two are disgusting and I want them gone. Evermore. Nevermore to return as they were....."

"Yes."

"Get out whoever you think you are."

"Get out."

"Get out."

".......I'll be back."

"As an ant in my bathtub I flush into the toilet."

Onlookers believe what they should not see.