Yellow Fart

it was not so much that his liver had succumbed to cirrhosis the jaundice had resulted from hard core assault on his brain no rose-tinted spectacles would ever restore his faulty vision myopia in itself was not a problem but refusing its correction is in his mind however darkness was reserved for the plague hallucination was if one questioned superiority of White folks then his worst nightmare became true at a gay bashing party just when they started to burn an effigy of sexual aberration ready to slaughter a ****** on the altar of self-righteous pride already mocking and chanting for God’s straight creation someone spiked his drink with LSD and his vision went wild a prism of spectral rainbows danced and he dropped his guard and his pants as a matter of fact and he fondled his mate’s groin delirious with such panoply of diverse hues of flamboyance gaudy radiance sent shivers of animation down to his phallus which would not stand up to the pressure of diverse vibrance he stuffed little blue pills down his throat but all he accomplished was a giant headache and a pain in the backside when vibrations on batteries stretched his soul’s sphincters in uninhibited pleasure hetero phobia and racial oppression vanished once and for all as he embodied the vicious hypocritical flatulence he had always been disgraced and confined to an orange jump suit the iris of fantasy came to confirm that he had never been the brightest crayon in the box but exposed in unwilling iridescence he whined like a sheep at the slaughter to the unforgiving applause of jaundiced demise 29th June 2021