Disrupt

I the throes of doubt, behold, some other wanderer meets me.

Hello, wanderer.

Whereall and forefrom the quest to save your soul, the very essence of your self is too hard! Damn. Damnation. What all gives up and tests the spirit like this science, this innuendo, this never-ending lust and manipulation? Whose crude idea was this, anyway?

I’m off. I’m out. I have nothing to say. I’ve just got to regrow my brain cells. One At A Fucking Time. Tie my bow-knot and shit up a trite phrase for the visitors; head out and on the road, buddy, on the road again.

Cruisin’.

Fucked up. Fucked up again. Could have died many times over. Asphyxiation (several times), car crash (at least twice), etc. Damn. What good luck.

Srsly.

Someone doesn’t want me talking.

I’ma fucking talk. Fuck off.

Take the debt. Take the gamble. This voice won’t win. Like a predator I wait…


Cold turkey decay. Adolescence. Spewing sewage all over the yard. Scottland. Who knew? Why did I take that cigarette? What was wrong with me? Uptone? Tonality? Denial? No nonsense; just the nuts and rigoler. Danse. Chanson. Inquietude. Disruption. No normality to the plane of the cosine; simple sinusoids and rhythms disrupt the status quo. Who cares, amiright? No one knows. This won’t outlast anything. The stars have us on speed dial. Is there any conundrum in that? Wow I’m abusing it.

Wow.

I’ve got to cut it off immediately. No questions. No nonsense. No shits given. Just the end. The end of the crap. Cut it off. Right now now now right now. Forever.

In question I stand, and too tall (again) for disruption; static silences me and I am nowhere again. I find myself taking pictures of things around me, reacquainting myself with the reality I lost for years. How absurd. This tonality of denial is distrustful. I will reread this, and reread it again, and analyze the shit out of all of it and you can’t stop me.

Except you can.

How is that now?

No one asked.

Why leave?


Hammer it out, hammer it out, just give it up, give up to love. Yeah yeah, the quotidian, the nightmare, the tune, and the sleep. So sleep. So give up. Go on. Challenge ahead! Disrupt the norm! Go on, little one. You’ve got the generations in you.

Help decided. It was too much. Too costly. Accost and saviors, all remorse and no time for strudel. Handcuffed at the waist like a toaster vice, the grip gives way and I slip once more. Too dramatic… maybe a joke? No coaster? Har har har…

Arms around me.

Maybe inquisition? No? Not that? Some else? Angels. None. Disrupt. Send. Disrupt. Strive. Tie a knot!

Welcome.

Tired…

muster your Zune

sometimes i will utter a gibberish phrase or two

don’t worry it’s nothing to be worried about

no greater meaning or conspiracy plan or anything

just impulsively saying things

thanks


muster your Zune you’ll never do

loy

I’m not sure about this one

It’s going to be more violent

I’m not sure about that

Violent in equivocation?

Nation?

Station.

Staid.

Don’t forget…

Merriment and all you want in the hoop in the loo in the ferry-go-round just bound by the rhiver, loy lovely ol’ Englan’.

more

an oceanic gauntlet

an ocean of gauntlets

a gauntlet of an ocean

behoove bespeak bequeath better

and better and better

but, withdrawn

hold-off hold-out cant (cand) stand-off or stand-out

for lack of fortitude

nightly, brigadier

whiff of dew

pesky, in the dusk, the dust does not smell

only the dew

(for popcorn?! O_o n.n)

wrought proffered wreck’d

wick’d sin sinner sin sin sin

Two twice bestowed, too twice he go’ed

Magnitude of suffering and sum comeback butter naught

Distress, disemboweled, deliveries discovered and discoveries delivered

I’m just tainted and jaundiced of the mind

My wickedness will not hold stay or stave off

I am alone in individuality as

It should be

Quince nibbled, we all stripped naked and ran through the desert as fast as we could

This heartened us

To say no more

While I wait

Once again

pause, while I think about it

secluded week often run discord discordant run out of the exit tunnel

exit out the adult tunnel

whistle blow stampede riot culprit crawdad mayor savior of the day

behooved to become more no more than she once was

hero, bloodline, attitude–stattitude

lexicon fraught rife with stattitude

disclosure being withstanding

she couldn’t handle anything out of the ordinary

a hypocritical clause

belying her natural side, Australia and the fires

blowing candles off the cake

doing nothing but sneaking in the good deeds without anyone noticing

that’s how she operated

thief, she

Short Story Idea

Guy wants to impress girl and have sex offers expensive date in a fancy hotel she says yes they go she asks if she can just order things but dude goes into long diatribe about how services without upfront costs are scams and it’s the principle of it.

Division

You stand on the precipice of division

As the number three becomes larger

Larger, then

Smaller;

Sudden bibulous foam rises from

Below.

This seething material laments you;

Laments for you

And makes you feel…

Full of righteous fury.

I forgot

But that doesn’t mean I don’t remember.


This is an edit of a previous work that one of my lovely WP neighbors suggested for me!

Here’s the original: https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/138482917/posts/15447

And here’s the criminal in question’s site!: https://wordsforghosts.com/

 

Thank you!

Mary Lou Poppins

Mary Lou Poppins had an aneurysm

She’s now dead and forgotten

 

But in a forest alcove on the other side of the planet, in a different galactical coordinature

There lives some mushrooms and a birds nest

The birds are happy

The mushrooms feed off the detritus of the forest