Friday, June 3, 2022

untitled writing (early 2022)

 

Her place was all normal stuff, like Hallmark cards framed. Shelves with decorative tchotchkes and photos of herself and maybe her kids; if they were good. Cars whirred along the road in the background, otherwise the silence was deafening. I asked her if she wanted to see my knife, she declined. We went to the bar to get some drinks. A guy came in with a gun. I showed him my knife. We didn't fight. We all went to the back of the bar, officially dubbed the backyard and started stealing drinks and throwing icecubes at mirrors. Then while all rolling around in the dirt we got up to make some paintings. She was working on some huge plastic moldings she had had made. She asked the guy with the gun to shoot some cans on the fence. I threw my knife at a wooden table I had put upright to use as a painting. The knife made some marks. Gun guy left early saying his wife would kill him if he was late home. We never saw him again. Even though he lived down the road. Me and her drove to another bar, this one had a billiards table. We stuffed the holes with candles and lit them like fireflies, until it's internals were filled with wax. Then we poured gallons of grey goose vodka onto the table, truly making it a pool table. The barkeeper caught us and went red and had a heart attack. We laughed and fucked on top of his dead body. As we were leaving the cops came because they were so impressed with the installation. There were no cameras there, cameras didn't even exist yet. 

2
While the french tanks rolled in we thought it cool to smoke marijuana and do cocaine. We were both wearing lingerie and relaxing. I was cutting up bottle caps and she was sewing a seed, each little thread so intricate and delicate; quantum mastery. We walked to the deli and sprayed whipped cream and shaving cream all over the windows and then threw bricks at the train. I saw a magician do a truck once, she laughed. I walked her home and then went home alone sad but showcasing my stoicism. When I got home I committed suicide and woke up just fine. I called her up on our video phones. She answered with her tits out. I licked my lips and jumped into the screen. I landed in her heart and she ejected me out via her menstrual cycle. We both laughed and said strictly for the birds. I stayed at her place that night and she blew me all day. We went bird watching and saw a bluejay and cooked him up and the meat was blue and it was very nice out; our excrement was blue too. The sky was red and we cut it open to make it grey again. 

3
Back to the backyard bar. I was already drunk because my brain was made out of alcohol. She wanted a martini but all they had was rusty nails. I stabbed the bartender in the head and we ate his eyeballs. We went across the street to the local Chili's, they had martini's but no rusty nails. So I walked back across the street and the bartender made me one. It wasn't good so he gave me a refund and tipped me. 
She said the martini was okay and the food was mad that she didn't order chilli but what could she do, she was cold and allergic. Everyone died that night and the earth became a desert. 

4
It rained a long long time. Our bones went through various stages of erosion. Only our genital bones were intact. Our pelvises fucked each other and we were happy and dumb, especially without our minds. The insects flew us up the mountain. I threw up because of the height, spewing bone. She was happy because she never flew before. At the top of the mountain our bones were dropped into the flames of an erupting volcano. We mended into each other and became a boner. 

5
My name was Antique Lamp and her name was Veronika Comicbook. The concierge approached. "Hello Mr. Lamp and Miss Comicbook, how many days will you be staying here in Hawaii2?"
Veronika replied "Two days sir bellhop!"
"Very good, I will order the pizzas for you. " He replied. 
I stuck my nose out. 
"Oh yes I will get you your cocaine Mr. Lamp." He said very calmly as he took off his shoe. I tilt my head back and he poured the shoe into my nostrils as Veronika took a shit on the floor. 
We went up to the penthouse. I tipped him a trillion dollars. "Thank you Mr. Lamp." He responded. I said "please call me Antique."
He nodded and then turned into a bat and flew away. Me and Veronika made sweet love all night and we both came a hundred times simultaneously. 

6
The next day we changed our names and became nameless again. 

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