next week in January
Nothing to report except that something in the far room is trying to get all the attention ah the refrigerator is competing w/ the heat pump making a horrible noise chewing the scenery w/ random buzzing on off on off on on off off like a morris code signaling random metamorphose imagery wanting to alarm someone w/out triggering the part of the brain that will decode seizures + dressed up like a veteran vizier w/ a black belt + black collar + just the best black costume ever for a refrigerator begins making her way toward the grand outdoors toward the heat pump + he w/ fists up imaging himself in my imagination to be a stumpy scrappy boxer ready for the fight lifts himself from his foundation + begins the arduous journey forward navigating into lucidity i lift my head + see a mental chalk line in the center of the room the central spot where the two would meet + showdown but no upon meeting they will bow + waltz + i will glance away like interrupting a private moment … i awake cursing to a widening gyre of brightness dawning on my closed eyelids it was quiet too quiet like missing santa i had sleep through the dance + now all is settled back in for now til tonight + communication is often more complicated than this.
Frank Miller wrote a short B&W comic years ago. I believe it was called "Rats." This so reminds me of that and I'm not sure why. I'm going to have to look that one up again, I think.
ReplyDeleteReally? FM wrote a book called RATS? I'm looking faster.
ReplyDeleteit's always something.
ReplyDeleteWill there also be rats? I hope not
"slept" through the dance? I think you were lucky to miss that one!
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