Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Chapter XXV: at the End of the Rainbow

Scene the Sixth: the Bastard's Dream


All stare, eye's glazed: 
Garage burned down the fire raged for 40 days and in forty ways, but through the blaze they see it fade; the Sea of Black, the beaming heat on their faces; then a figure emerges from the wastage, eyes transfixed with a piercing gaze, one hand clutching a sword raised to the sky, they wonder how, they wonder why; the sky turns white it all becomes clear, they felt lifted from their fears, in the light they shed their tears after six dark years:


Young, bold soldiers, the fire burns, cracks, and smolders, five years older and wiser, the fires are burning, on fire, never tire; slay warriors in the forest and on high: 


We sing; hear the strings rising, the War is over, the bells ring; memories fading: soldiers slaying; looks like Geezer's raving; the hazy fog over the bull ring, the lazy way the birds sing, a new babies born every day; and the crowds roar, they slay, they all say: 


"Stand by me my apprentice, be brave; clench fists." 

-Tricky Dick


10. condiments for breakfast.

9. lives lost to curiosity.

8. days a week.  

7. not-so-deadly sins.

6. pick up sticks. 

5. sides to every coin. 

4. wards. 

3. roads diverged.

2. for the money
 (b.) or not too be.

I. have enough ego for the both of US.

Sentence: Run while you still can, after that get a taxi. 

Satori:
Rock bottom can be broken through!

Mantra:
Que-sera,-sera

Fossick:
The Ninth Square.

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