Theater of Utter Charm Part 5

she left me defenseless again for reasons that cannot be spoken but that can be further diagrammed worthy of forensic dissection deep into the cauliflower folds branching like rivers of lightning all at once one at a time lighting up the display panel sizzling the unfused overload relays I opted straight into her open eyes you put that Cadillac back in my head right now I demanded with all the authority of a goat in the driver's seat racing across the Grand Maniacal Desert V-8 engine purring like a leopard let's pull over and smell the cactus she panted obligingly I slammed the pedal to the shtetl and skidded into a bit of oasis fecund with reed hearts and goof poppies and prancing pelicans and gandering geese and a twitching oracle princess bubbling out of the cleft in the fissure in the crevice reaching deep down town to the belching writhing dyspeptic bowels of the plan-it planet exile takes many forms the oracle orated apparently this has conferred survival benefits to our species on many occasions when the spark of cruelty historically ignites the brains of the smart stupid it's all a satiny silky rayon trick worked by the Card Shufflers of Fate cosmic patsies behind the counter at the Big Coal company store from seam miners to bathtub oarsmen context is everything because we are context derived ya knuckleheads and there's no hiding that conclusion from my assigned sturmgruppenfuhrer and her army of egomaniacs whose heartbeat meter can find you a mile away quelling the inner tattletale is a problem but one that is worth musing when the cattle prods come poking random directed directed random until you hear the angelic Choir of Light roaring you over the cataract to the Land of No Names just kidding about those extremes ha ha but the improbabilities are about right so I don't mind hedging my bets a little juju a little genuflection a little candle here a little spilled blood there just keeping the spectrum ample and what spectrum is that you say from one periphery to the other all of it voyager all of it a little tempest here a little teapot there what sea do you sail northern chinooks southern williwaws we are orphan deck hands on a miracle ark so let's just see what all the shouting is about up topside filling the wrong end of the telescope with discovery and wonder something moving fast in the shadows From "Theater of Utter Charm" http://tinyurl.com/yd5wbtgt Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.site11.com/