RELATIVE
She placed the mug on the table and asked me, ‘‘What is it you long for?’’ I guess my attempts at not looking, well, kinda restless failed.
What did I want? I did not really think about it. But one thing I was sure of was that whatever I wanted, or all I desired was just to do something- anything— not really to simply do it to pass time, no, whatever I’ll decide to do will be something that will bring change to things...at least that’s what I long for.
She cleared her throat. Ah, I still hadn’t answered her question. Uh, will she think I’m crazy? Maybe so, maybe not.
Anyway, I actually would like to know what she longs for, too. We might be able to assist each other with getting what our hearts desire~ aye.
#RELATIVE©
28/10/2019, lundi.
Call The Texas Ranger
When dealing with ghosts~ I think I’d waste no time to call— no- not the ghostbusters, let me tell you who you really need to call...Chuck Norris..why, because when ghosts see him they immediately scream & send themselves back to their own realm. Oh, and don’t ask me to explain why. I can’t.
#CallTheTexasRanger.©
26/10/2019, Saturday
Die Einde
I felt a sharp pain coming from my cheek. Why could she not just say something instead of always using her fists, or hands.
‘‘Ow!’’
She shook her head & pointed at the table. My eyes widened.
I pushed the chair back and moved away from the table. She smiled.
‘‘Are you going to let me know what you’ve discovered?’’
Why was she like this? Uh. All I wanted was to get back to my home sweet home.
She snapped her fingers. Two of her men pushed me back down to take a seat.
I sighed. They say seven is a lucky number. But in my case~ it wasn’t! The moment that the dice landed on the table, I was certain that whatever number it was going to be would determine how many days we had left to live.
At least that’s what I had been told by the person who handed me the dice. I wondered if he had pulled my leg, or if the dice really had the power to tell just that.
There was a knock at the door. Great. I guess more folks were coming in to join in the end of year party.
She told one of her guys to check the door. It was only the delivery guy. Her lunch order had arrived. I thought she had ordered food.
The box was placed near the dice. She opened it and pulled out a strange device. It looked like a radio.
She turned the knobs. All I heard was loud crackling sounds coming from the radio~like device.
‘‘Hey,’’ I tried to get her attention and let her know that I was now ready to talk.
She stopped to glare at me with a serious look as if she was ready to cut off my head. I gulped and cleared my throat.
’’Look. I don’t really know the guy that handed me the dice. All right. I only listened to what he told me at the last minute.
’’He said that the dice would be a way to prove that the world was coming to an end and exactly how many days would be left.
’’The other thing he mentioned before he vanished in a smoke-bomb. Yeah, I wondered whether he was some kind of ninja.
‘‘Anyway, he told the day that you would find me and the dice— would be it. I guessed he meant ‘it’ as in the end of the world- dun dun dun.’’
She blinked and stared at me for a while, until I heard her burst out laughing. Eish, why was I wasting time explaining this to her. We only had seven days left to live.
At least I’m glad she hasn’t killed me, yet. Even if she decides to do that, she’ll be a goner, too. In seven days.
She wiped her tears from her eyes. Huh, what part of the world coming to an end in seven days is something to laugh about?
‘‘I can see that you’re clearly not okay.’’
‘‘On the contrary. I find your explanation and end of the world theory based on my father’s dice the best thing I’ve heard all week.’’
I gaped. The old ninja guy was her father. Whoa!
She tried to grab the dice off the table. I beat her to it.
One of her guys pointed a gun at me. She raised her and and he put the gun down.
What was she going to do? She got what she wanted. I told her to let me go.
‘‘You’re not going anywhere. You’ll have to let ya know what else my father told you. How do we stop the end from coming? Huh?’’
‘‘I don’t think we can stop it.’’ I told her the hard truth. She didn’t want to believe me.
Ah, was I going to be stuck here with her and her guys till the end of the world? I fell down on my knees and begged, again, for her to let me go.
She grabbed the radio device. The other guys placed their hands on their ears. A melody started to play. I couldn’t focus, my mind was losing control of reality.
My head throbbed and my ears were ringing. She stared at me and I saw her lips moving. However, the source of the sound was not from her mouth. It was coming from the radio.
My body collapsed on the ground. I had no idea a radio could be used in such a manner. This was it for me, gone before the final end. Thanks to her and the sound of the killer radio!
The only thing I forgot to tell her was the dice would be counting down as the end draws near. After the end of this day, the number that would always be rolled next, until the very following day, would be..six. Then five, four, three, two— when one rolls- you better prepare your own grave to roll in. That will mark the very final day & end!
#DieEinde
Twenty One.
where infinity gave way to white hospital walls
memories upon a life suspended
pretty little playground of my own
a word. a sentence. a paragraph.
gifted, they said. I believed it.
the world had defined insecurity
then daddy dearest left for the war
when he came back it wasn’t the same.
I’m learning to want what I don’t have
But how to live and bottle and pretend.
I still think I’m meant for greater things
If only I could be like those girls...
I’m crying at lunch on the bathroom floors
gained 10 pounds and then lost 35
my best friend taught me how to die
and how to waste away quietly
but then things get better for a while.
just one more year just one more year -
college. first year made of sunshine and alcohol
and then I fell in love; it broke me.
I’m trying to pick up the pieces.
Strange Things Are Happening
Riding down a country road,
I saw some purple cows.
I didn't know how to react,
I was left with the notion of "How?".
I stopped to pick some oranges,
off a strange shape tree.
When cut in half they were blood oranges,
strange for the eyes to see.
A bit strange for me,
So I decided to go home.
I asked a stranger for directions,
she said: " All of the starved rocks are gone".
She invited me in her house to make a phone call.
And to make this day a little stranger,
I saw an angel fall.
just before dawn
in the end, I slept in my bed,
surrounded by the whispers of the early morning,
no longer oppressed by the cold and darkness
of that empty street,
no longer chilled to the bone
the images slipped through my mind
as your strong arm wrapped itself around my body
the heat of your skin
left traces in my dreams
sinking in deep
such a strong touch
that it met me in between worlds,
the echoes of your words
drummed against places
that only existed here and now,
this time you let me,
this time I was allowed,
to be selfish... and keep you by my side
daytime came unexpectedly
without a moment to spare
sunlight tracing our bodies
making us equal under the cold sheets
making you mine
no longer oppressed by the cold and darkness
of that empty street,
no longer chilled to the bone
in the end, I finally slept in my bed
surrounded by the whispers of the early morning
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