Somewhere, there is an open road. With gold rolling plains that spread for miles on both sides. It’s smells sweet there. It smells like home or it smells like a lover on your pillow or it smells like gyros and fries. This road is smooth, the asphalt is bouncy and there no pot holes. The wind blows and it crawls up your body, through your hair (weave haha) and it makes you smile, not because it tickles but because
it makes sense to smile. You are alone but you know there is a furious love on all sides. In this field no need for a god or punishment. There is only your existence. The way this wind hits the tall grass of the field, it makes it sound like applause. You are the core, the heart of this world. And everything you say causes the wind to blow, and the grain to applaud you. You words are dancing and golden. Then a man with a green flannel shirt emerges from the stalks of corn, or wheat or whatever the fuck is growing in this field
He is wielding an axe, and he is jerking off.
"Who the fuck....calm down homie. What….” you panic and suddenly your dancing golden words fall out of your mouth and turn to marbles The ran begins to run after you, beating his dick without remorse, swinging that axe around.
You take off like…like…idk a monkey escape that crazy lady who lived with those apes in Nigeria. You considering heading into the fields, but then decide against it, there may be more maniacs, dicks in hand.
So you run, your feet hurt and you wheeze and sweat and think about everything
You think about that one time your dad made you pick that dead squirrel up with a shovel when you were eight. you think about that squirrel and its bulging eye and the blood droplets that dried and clumped to its matted fur.
you think about the saddest and happiest moments of your life.
you think about the one person who could of changed your life.
The poorly dressed sex fiend gaining on you, this looks like it
Suddenly, a gnome on a motorcycle hops out of the sweet smelling fields.
He urges you to get on, he isn’t beating off, so you do.
The two of you drive off into the sunset, you can see where the field ends, after the field there are mountains, than an ocean than a tower
The gnome glances back at you
and says;
"Don't be scared. This will only get worse before it gets better."
and then you know your adventure has started, and a marvelous adventure it will be
a lot of your pieces (this including) are like the movies that requires you to have deep patience to watch.
ReplyDeleteyou may not get it in the beginning, towards
the middle you question if it's even worth
watching anymore because you still aren't
comprehending what's going on and can't
predict the direction it's going in. but by
the time the ending is revealed you're
able to connect all the pieces together &
appreciate it in it's entirety.
kinda like..
nodding your head with your mouth wide open,
saying, "aahhh.. that's what it all means!"
with a feeling of simple connection to
it, when in the beginning you had no idea
of the direction, let alone, think you
would/could relate to it in any way.
(i hope that made sense)
this piece is absolutely incredible.
ps: im no writing critic of couse. all my comments are small opinions from a small perspective. nothing more, ever.