Posted by marko on 1/7/2007, 8:54 am that’s not a blonde hair. it only looks that way against the that makes as much sense as saying someone looks much listen closely. can you hear that? the dice are still rolling. i carry it for them, not for me. there’s no proof of purchase. that door won’t open. it hasn’t been opened since i’ve scene 112 i’ve lost count. have you been keeping track? no,
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light. i think it’s a guitar string. they do so make them that
thin. but you need a delicate touch. i think you have to
order them special. it would take a couple weeks probably.
& they’re very expensive. i don’t have the cash right now.
i had to buy some retreads for the car. & i don’t forget i
loaned that money to your brother. i try to be a good guy
& help people out, & you throw it back in my face. that’s
not perfume—it’s fuel injector cleaner. i thought women
were supposed to be more sensitive to smell. i put it in on
the way home. you know how it’s been missing. it must
have gotten on my hands. i’m going to wash them right
now. that’s been almost two years ago. why bring it up
before dinner. you know i have an ulcer. i don’t remember
the exact date because it meant nothing to me. i work overtime
& i come home to this. don’t bother keeping it warm. i’m
going out.
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bigger on tv. two feet tall at most. or a tongue planted firmly
in cheek. if that were the case, no one would understand
what you were saying, let alone be able to pick up on nuance
in your speech. or aching to do something. aching to be
somewhere, or aching to be with someone. if we ached we
would lose our desire. that makes as much sense as writing
a story with no point. who wants to read that. a few will
because they don’t know what they’re getting into. but it
gets around fast. it dies on the vine. anyone who hasn’t got
the chops or talent can call it improvisation. is that what
we’re doing here? that makes as much sense as tagging
the water or the sky or soul especially. what are you smiling
about now?
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that’s what it is. know what that means? it’s not over yet.
it doesn’t matter how it looks. doesn’t matter what a piece
of paper says. it’s transcendental snagged on the world.
it’s an out of town newspaper & we don’t recognize
a single fact. it’s free room & board because they don’t
know we’re here. there’s no way of predicting when they’ll
stop. where they’ll land. what numbers come up. it really
doesn’t get better than this. unless you clear the table.
but what are the odds of that. not worth gambling on. it’s
that holy. it’s that translucent. it gives us another chance.
it means we could be anybody, anywhere. it’s freedom.
nobody taking a look at us & pronouncing us bad news.
get a little closer then. try not to breath. you can hear it
now, can’t you?
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there’s no serial number. but i have it memorized. it’s
hard to explain. i understand your trepidation. it doesn’t
make a whole lot of sense. but it feels good to have all
those digits sealed in my skull where nobody can get them.
my rationale is suspect. that’s what they told me when i
filled out the questionnaire. when they compared my
answers to prior conversations. i could see it in their face.
they didn’t have a clue where i was coming from. so how
would they know where i was going. nobody knows where
to look. that’s the first place they’ll go. i’d have to be a
total idiot to run there. i’m always thinking ahead. i
disappeared twenty years ago. i knew it was coming.
if you stay with me long enough you’ll learn how too.
we’ll live in the future but it will feel like right now.
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lived here. i tried everything. even wedged a crowbar in
there. go ahead if you think i’m telling stories. give it
a shot. there’s always the front door. what are you afraid
of? there’s no reason to be. i know my looks can seem
intimidating. they can scare people off. but i thought
you knew me better than that. we’re been having an open,
meaningful conversation here. does that sound like a fist
on sheet metal to you? it’s disrespectful i think. i don’t
ask for much. i expect the same treatment is all. i can
feel vulnerable as well. i learned to turn it around. it
sounds more difficult than it is. i could teach you in one
night. it’s all psychological. get a feeling for the way
someone moves, then you’ll hear their words differently.
there’s a rhythm you catch. if you interrupt that rhythm
you can get between the lines. you can catch anyone
off guard.
i didn’t ask you to. but i thought you’d realize the
importance of knowing where we are at all times.
i thought you’d take a little initiative instead of laying
it all on my shoulders. because i’m the one driving.
would it make any difference if i told you i cried
while you were sleeping. i didn’t think so. i honestly
don’t know what i saw in you. why i hooked up with
you. i was doing fine on my own. a moment of weakness.
i let down my guard for a second. an impulsive move
lit by desire. i was smitten. it had nothing to do with love.
are you kidding? it never grew beyond that. there’s no
point in starting over. unless you can pinpoint the
beginning. i’d say our chances are much less than
halfway there. or anywhere for that matter. job’s daughters
were the most beautiful in the land. th poor old s.o.b.
endured all those afflictions to prove his faith. & who
got the big payoff. i don’t profess to having that kind
of belief. i may be a monster at times, but satan can’t
lay a hand on me.
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