A Dream when I was Five

I was on my favorite show The Polka-Dot Door. It was centered on this house with a polka dot door and when you went inside you were transported into a place where games and singing happened all day. A wondrous place, full of color and laughs and now I was there. The two hosts and I went to the backyard to dance and play a game. When the music stopped you were suppose to freeze and try not to move at all. The music stopped and we froze, but the music would not turn back on again. The host would not move. I talked to them shook them but they would not budge.

And then I had the feeling that you only have in dreams, a lost lonely trapped feeling. It is the feeling that all of reality and time and life have disappeared and all that is left is you and the horrors around you. Would I wake up? Would I ever remember what it was that I forgot? Perhaps that is why I awoke screaming, it was like being born again, it was the realization and the remembrance; the embrace of reality.

X and Yang

Five years going out and going
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Backlit Bliss

My brothers and I had a babysitter from across the field that ran down the middle of the complex. He was the eldest brother of a family that my family was close to, his name was Curtis. Being only fourteen he was a fun, and very probably, irresponsible babysitter. We would run crazy around the house and flip over all the sofas to make huge forts. And it was because of him that I saw the most beautiful sight I had ever seen up until that point, I was still five years old. He had a hand-held video game that was in color and backlit. It was this game where you just through up a ball and caught it or something simple like that. The game mattered little, it was the light and the sound; the game took place on the brightest summer day along a riverside walkway, over looking a beautiful cityscape. Birds stood still in the sky and white clouds were placed as immortal burst of light. And the thought struck me then of how amazing it was to experience this summer warmth when outside it was dark and winter and almost bed time. Here was a small piece of heaven in your hand that you could experience at anytime or place with an angelic midi-choir to be the soundtrack to this perfect day. Inside I was utterly elated, outside I exclaimed simply, “cool game, let me try!”

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Diversion

Death is that line between the grass and the gravel,
Driving with the wind blowing through all the windows,
Turn the handle to put them up and keep the dust out,
What would I do?
Such morbid thoughts.
I exit the car upside down,
Find her lying on the ground,
Find her breathing no more.
What would I do?
Such a thin line,
If he would have been looking,
If he would have kept control.

And I heard a cry so loud,
A heaving, aching moan
From my own mouth,
A cry that
I have never made
Before,
I cough from the dust,
Blood on the grass,
My ears are ringing.

A mundane thought enters my head unannounced:
Why do ears ring?
She is dead!
Does it have to do with the eardrum?
I don’t care.
I don’t care.
I don’t care.

MSN Conversation Between the Two Last People on Earth Part Five

The only little boy says: So who’s Craig?

Craig is a douche says: A friend. He didn’t come to this party I was having.

The only little boy says: oh

Craig is a douche says: But I guess I shouldn’t hold it against him now. I should change it

The only little boy says: Today would have been Christmas.

Craig is a douche says: You’re right I didn’t even notice.

Craig is a douche says: Merry Christman.

The only little boy says: yeah, I love Christman. I have all the issues.

Craig is a douche says: you mean the bible?

The only little boy says: Remember family guy. “I’ll turn this water…into FUNK!”

Craig is a douche says: “holy rusted metal Christman!” <--Robin, or John the Baptist.

The only little boy says: right… a little of the beaten path there.

The Only Way to Stop Climate Change

Egg hummers.

MSN Conversation Between the Two Last People on Earth Part Four

Craig is a douche says: Hey

The only little boy says: Hey

Craig is a douche says: I always wanted to run around town naked. y’know?

The only little boy says: You should.

Craig is a douche says: It’s eff’n cold outside. Canada man.

The only little boy says: ur in canada?

Craig is a douche says: yeah.

The only little boy says: Weird.

Craig is a douche says: y

The only little boy says: At least you should be naked at home.

Craig is a douche says: r u?

The only little boy says: Yeah. I didn’t know canadians used MSN. How did you get on my list thingy anyways?

Craig is a douche says: k, I’m naked now.

The only little boy says: Sick. Now I have to get dressed. We can’t both be naked talking to eachother.

Craig is a douche says: What, you thought we used smoke signals?

The only little boy says: No…Rotary phones.