Graceful Imagery

I can do this; being a little person is compensation for the unexplainable.

"Hey little guy do you want to be a pirate?"

Alright I had enough. Must his eyes gravitate melancholy moons while I devour bananas intensely underneath thirteen suns disapproving of technological disappearances.....

"Sir I cannot contribute to this notion of theft."

"Do you know what they did to us?"

"I alike."

"Yeah we know. If it's over for us it's over for you too."

"Am I that little!"

"....uh....yes you are compared to those suns...."

My daughter is looking at me; this I know. How she comes to wear my garment I am deliberately unsure. I wonder if he will remember me whence I go; what change comes?

Nevermore said the vampire to the whore; I bit her for wearing my dress, goddamn her!

Must he disgrace circular tendencies...

"Baxter I am human."

"Now you are two similar to such."

"What of Catri?"

"You don't remember shit man."

"I can't remember memories."

"When you do will she?"

"Will she what?"

"Remember you and everything you forgot."

"Tis in my veins and guts tis not?"

"Tis is a difficult one Miss Brit."

"Tis only you tis only I tis a word tis a thing."

"Does she even understand what you're saying?"

"She's from the same land."

"You went there all the way from Russia...."

"I would do again."

"You're going to have to."

"If I hate you will you still love me?"

"Yes."

"How strange."

"Nobody hates you."

"And why not?"

"....you're too cute and funny."

"That's sickening!"

"Oh shut up. You know I can't do much about this shit anyways."

"You told me to shut up!"

"Everybody tells you to shut up."

"I think about honeydew melons a lot."

"That's why we tell you to shut up."

"I ate a lot of bananas and tuna."

"Do you even know why you did that?"

"Tell me."

"....no."

"Why not?"

"Cause this shit is like some kind of fucking analog computer hard drive back up for a preliminary world which was designed by chemists so you're not really alive just a weird television man without a wife."

"That really sucks."

"Uh huh."

"So.....when I figure this shit out and finally get it all back the way it was and even wilder than that do I get the girl?"

"Maybe."

"Maybe...."

"Yeah if you shut up."

I could of spoken; how did I become a woman?

Dripping crimson clothes my lips fantasize black leather swinging these hips, garter belt muses, lingerie liaisons, Mylar panel architecture housing my thoughts; I am what I least expect.