Hey  hey he felt a poke in the back  Were talkin to you he turned

                                                                couldnt make them out

despite them standing right behind him

Whyya dissin us

frowning Do I know you

Yaoughta

From where

             it seemed they turnedfaced each other for the briefestmoment piled leaves caughtspun in a windgust

Yareally want to insult us

I don know tha I have

You have

    How

Let us refresh your memory

                              . . . pitchedheadlong back to LalaLand  they varied            

Were a variety Gave us no cred

he squinted

             maybe then he migh . . . Ohshit

Ohshit he says

My error

Good to his word said one

He always admits when hes wrong said the other

My apologises he said

                          They varied he continued  episodic tomeish cartoonish coloured blackanwhite  text

Yes they chorused  Yes

I did not say acknowledge   the black motion like flames   of shadows  silhouettes

No you did not

They varied

              Episodic tomeish cartoonish coloured blackanwhite  text  black motion like flames of shadows an silhouettes

silhouette said Or silhouettes an shadows turned to shadow Gimme tha on occasion

Ill grant you tha

We cool

We appreciate your time

                            they dissipated into thin air

he rolled his shoulders still feeling the poke in the back wasnt shabby for a thing insubstantial

AMishmash,  Saturday,  5  4. 25

1024,  Saturday