glancing ahead over the top of
his bookeyes only he didnt raise his chin he saw a small black object hovering it hovered threefour metres above the recentpoured
white strip of concrete sidewalk he walked on
Black bird dont hover he thoughtNo Hummingbirds arent that large
then asif feeling his eyes on it the thing seemingly doveducked between two parked
white pickups topped by ladder racks that faced him on the street
he was fascinatedmesmerised he walked
asif he were an automaton eyes staring forward trying to discern what it was
that he sawwhat it was he had the fortune of seeing
he ofttimes happened on situations
hed rather not have witnessed a uniformed
security man berating a backpacker a young man Move along, muthafucker! You try
an mess with me I’ll fuck you upI’ll teach you a lesson you’ll never forget. Muthafucker. then following him into the
parking lot away from the shopsthe Starbucks like a dog on a bone Bitch.
Yaint findin someone better than me. the man hurried the woman walking in front
of him she wiped at tears in her eyes Yare mine, yare lucky I find ya worthwhile, yare lucky I
let you suck my cockthat I feed ya. Cunt. he pressed up behind herpoked her in the back with his finger asif it
were a gun and followed her into a 99¢ Only Store
people
thinkif theyre thinking at all in any given
moment that other people are unaware or arent listening to them are oblivious of
their words and provocation
itd be hard to explain away
coldcocking a couple of unsuspecting cocksuckers hed have to take time and
creatively provoke themdraw their ire in order to batter them senseless because they deserved senselessness
a security guard thinking hes an
authority
a bully in the moment forgetting hes
not shoving a woman around
whatever it was hid momentarily which made him think it was alive a being
then it emergedrolling on the street pavement tumbling like a black
funnellike a man on fire trying to suffocate flamesquiet the hot clinging ash
it rolled and rolled and rolledthen collapsed when it struck the tall
stone curb on the opposite side of the street
his curiosity got the better of
him it usually did he
angled brusquely into the streetangling behind a woman at the wheel of a Mercedes
who glared at him abruptly as easily might have screamed unchaste Stay the hell out of my
way! motorists were impatient they had places to see people to do no thats not right
places to go people to see things to do it
seemed the more he walked from place to place rather than driving people behind the wheel resented himresented that he was on footimpeding them Get a car, ya
bum! asif they hadnt a single moment to waste or hesitate librate be restrained perhaps they never heard All work and no play
makes Jack or Jill a dull boy or girl dull
and antagonised countenances glared at him and in his imagination he thought theyd make serious studies for death
masks
death masks
shrouds
it was black plastic
a small torn
crushed black plastic curio bag tossed aside and with its sudden freedom escaped it stretched its nonexistent batwingsits
nonexistent legs for a last inanimate hurrah
it seemed to be having a bit of fun
at the expense of those who werent enjoying their animationsuffered tedium and
boredom
Ya
po big brained beasts
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