Hit and Run Hopscotch
Don't Miss The Action!
the best tonic drink.
[ every year the same scene: the carving, the looks
of the kids at the steaming flesh and potatoes . but by that year he'd grown up and his eyes had nothing
to do with mere bodily sustenance when flesh with late summer tan sat
heavy-breasted across the table and her dark gazes promised a Heaven that
would never, never be delivered but promised anyway.
and he believed them... childhood's blood... Issac on the altar,
all the way, all the way... ]
THERE'S A NEW LAW TO HELP hard
[ laughter, not tinkling or high or happy but
vicious, almost a snarl, maybe a snarl in fact. after the Purity Laws came the camps again and again and
again. and in the camps came
a million at first and the ten million and then the whole world a camp
beneath the Electric Eye and the shock prod.
everyone a suspect, everyone an informant, all guilty, all lost.
can there be a revolt against... one's self? ]
play ball with Air Duct Cleaning.
deadlock, a veto, brief layoffs:
YOUR OPTIONS ARE AS PLENTIFUL.
OFF THE HIT TV SHOWS.
BOOKS COULD TELL IT.
newly created driving machine swears
off married men.
Brand, we're incompatible..."
I'm married? is that it,
know you've been using me for months..."
would give you such an idea, love?"
"I had implants done last week and they overrode that
program you had me controlled by."
"I am no longer a pleasure toy, Brand.
I am a person."
"oh, bullshit! You're
a person like a dildo is..."
"be careful. I
know a fellow named Steely Dan who could lay a hurting on you, but good....]
a universe: now
it's so much more important!!
FEAR – cheap
Naughty debilitating disease.
[ what is there to say? that teenage love is a crock of shit but so is the adult
brand? no, no, that's not
what I was trying to say at all... I'm terrified to say what I want to
say. they can sense it, the fear of... whatever it is. the woman
laughed at me while I had my tongue in her mouth, stood there laughing and
calling my girlfriend from another room, as if I cared; what I cared about
was whether the woman would let me run my hands over her, undress her, get
the Hell into the bedroom, tell that girl I came with to get the Hell out
of this house. but I was frozen
by the laughter, the mockery of it, my guts gone to lead, the one taste of
the angel fading from my lips....]
factors that have influenced erotic configurations:
What are your sex preferences?
How often do you change your underwear?
Have you ever done anything with your wife that could be considered
immoral? Are you a
homosexual? Are you a
the artist as a
unit, killer; Mardi Gras lifestyle;
[ he dressed in a Hawaiian flowered shirt, red and
green, and cut-off military cargo pants, olive drab. he painted in a serious, disturbing way, maybe a little like
Oskar Kokoshka, dark colors swooping, swarming, crawling around the
figures of his canvases... battle scenes from modern wars, police
beatings, interrogations. rum
was a good refresher, he thought, and had some, often.
it helped the images twist and warp.
last month he'd completed a commission from an upper middle class
woman, a portrait of the lady and her Schnauzer, only he'd turned it into
a portrait of the Schnauzer and his lady; the dog was immense,
leather-clad, riding the corpulent old woman like a horse... there was no
you forgotten Count
Phone sex, Not a Sunday
exercise. digital tools
playing it cool.
A challenge by unhappy fundamentalists.
Oldtime Religion Medicine doctors
SURPRISE nature and life.
Sliding Down months of
time to alter THE
has been done, Brother Atkins."
the explosive in place?
"our sappers have been tunneling for months.
we're directly beneath the Dome."
"and the prophesy can be fulfilled."
"when the Dome of the Rock falls, then the New Temple can be built in
"and then comes The End, the return of the Messiah..."
"the punishment of the damned."
"the governments of the world will be ours to control..."
"praise be. I will see you
in glory, Bro. Atkins."
"where are you going?"
"we drew lots. I'll have to stay down in the hole to set off the bomb, to make sure there's no misfire."
"to the greater glory, then. you
have a great destiny to follow."
"don't we all?" ]
IMPROVEMENTS. more cynical: a
film-industry, some other institution, excess lid skin, carnival
OFFICIAL Science Pretty
Rejuvenated version of herself.
[ the bar. it,
too, has its charms. especially that night when the television was the
only thing alive for five counties and I sat nursing a glass of whatever
came to mind to order. I
remembered a girl from the t.v., hair as red as blood, lips pouty enough
for kissing all day, and then I remembered how she passed into the void
without much warning or even a name to hold on to, and if there had been a
name, the law would pick me up if I flew out to L.A. to meet her.
because there was no real connection, was there?
but there was... and then there was another girl and another...
but not the redhead, and it wasn't really her to begin with, anyway, but
the machine, the image projector, The Liar.
the bar had its charms. the
ghosts had theirs. I had none....]
LIQUEUR Hospital: It's new.
Smoothly and efficiently...
The lowest-priced diesel you can buy.
FOR THE KILL!
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