Awright he played his third and first white lights what about the inbetween
Sssh . .
.
. Don ssh me . .
.
. Ill sssh you Youre not listening to
his words Patience
Aw the hellpatience What I know is is that he can be provoked We got him to reveal the first light
You think we provoked him
I do He anted up when we started
talking about it about his neglecthis
distractionthe hawk
We didnt provoke him
Then I provoked him
Youre so full of shit
Patience
Curiosity
Piqued?
not he
the light
his daughter his girlfriend
separately posed that the consuming light in the bedroom was his Guardian Angel
Thats one thickskinned angel he
muttered in response to both women He or
she must have been the low man or woman on the totem pole to draw me Orexcuse me
are angels hermaphroditesI thought they were supposed to be sexlessI dont
know or remember when I thought it or where it was contrived Hermaphroditic or
sexless What do you think
the women were nonplussed despite
knowing him and the things that came out of his mouth
his girlfriend said what she
loved most about him was what came out of his mouthhis mindhis way of thinking Nobody baby nobody Nobody thinks like you
That could be a deficiency
love he thought she was hyperbolic prejudiced standing too close to the fire
he assumed a little of her flattery
smiled and gave her what she often gave
him Thats sweet But you love me which was usually followed by a gale a blustery
goodnatured laugh
they laughed together Love means never having to laugh alone
Erich Segal might have thought to
use it but he couldnt croak one of his Love Storys protagonists if he wrote
about laughter
he worked at a liquorstore
a lead he worked under occasionally
as he did that night has a fetish for the close-circuit cameras instore
he found the leads titillationat best
interesting
he preferred his voyeurism in the
flesh
whenever possiblethe lead made
time for it he was glued to the screen its aisle-segmented boxes five across
four down
he hadnt realised the extent of
the stores surveillance until he entered the managerial pen at the head of the
store and happened to casually glance at itChrist what the fuck was corporate looking for and recording
the
Crown Gems werent on the floor
he left the pen
walking away it occurred to him it
was likely the lead didnt even know he stood beside him
later than evening closing the store cleaning the bathrooms sweeping the aisles
fronting bottles he heard a yelp from upfront from the pen then the lights
glitzed shuddered and snapped off
he came up the aisle
and breaking out from behind a display stack to where he could see the pen he saw
the leads bluelit face the computers light didnt mask his shock or paleness or the horror twisting his face
he tried to make light of it Its
times like this when we need a mirrorball to descend from the ceiling an spin an
open this place up for a rave All the booze you can drink
MuhGod slurred out of the leads
mouth
he continued walking towards the
pen as he pronounced the rave
he saw the leads shock Hey
man You okay
the lead turned to him slackjawed
whatever he saw on the screen was still in his eyes he looked through it as he
spoke You didnt see that light
Light
The light an aisle over from you
Before or after the lights went
out
Before
Before
Yes
Before the lights went off there
were lightsI didnt seewha another light
Yes The other light he was still looking through what he saw his expression didnt acknowledge him his presence
dream
talking mayhaps
I didnt see another lightany
light
It was directly across from you the next aisle over
You cant see through those racks
not like in the spirit section
I watched it move with youfifteen
twenty secondsyou moved forward a bit stoppedit stopped its movements mirrored
yours it was like a dance choreographed It obviously
mirrored your movement and as you approached the end of the rack the lightit
wasnt a figure the light it suddenly
burned very bright then the lights went
dead
Mebbe it was one of my roommates
Roommates
My girlfriend and I have three
roommates Theyre docile Mebbe one hitched a ride in with me this eveningnothing to fear
The lights are out
You fraid of the dark
It was frightening to
watch the light move in concert with you
Fred Astaire Ginger Rogers shit But it wasnt threateningwas it
It wasnt
Then It wasnt Whats the hubbub bub
You didnt see
No I didnt
Then you cant say or be gallant
to what I witnessed
Or mebbe you shouldnt be watching
an this is just a shot across your bow
You didnt see
I see I might be more accepting Theres no threat no implied threat not a damn thing Except the lights went out . .
.
. It disappeared when the lights went out
Its not gone . .
.
. You tryin to freak me out
No Im saying its here It chose to reveal itself And now its chosen not to reveal itself Ill ask it to come with me when we go
Well were gone now
Then quit quibblingan lets go
Yeah were out of here
they logged off the time clock
as they were going out the door
he hollered into the darkened store
Roommate! Time to go Don wanna leave you here Homes nicer
0828, Day-between-Two-Ts, 17 5.
17
1344 days remaining or LESS Russian buhbye
1344 days remaining or LESS Russian buhbye
Ghostpoet featuring Nadine Shah X Marks the Spot https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0OmtRTqeW2s
