We will experience the collision of our outer and inner worlds, and revel in the aftermath. Some unwelcome faces may appear just outside your field of vision, and some may post recipes.

Monday, January 03, 2005

Horse wind

As I sit here typing, a cold wind blows in from my window. The understanding whisper licks my ear, and a man appears. We warmly embrace. As we separate and smile at each other, his head transforms into that of a horse. I feed him a sugar cube and he is happy and I am happy. I feed him another sugar cube. He seems to grow restless, so I feed him another. Faster and faster, cube after cube my fingers become raw and begin to bleed. As the last cube enters his mouth, my strength is gone and I collapse. Several minutes pass, and finally he speaks: “Do not look me in the eye, and never believe I come in peace.” Laughter overtakes me as I plunge a knife into my chest.
Posted by: Zart / 1:08 AM
Comments:
Dude, homes, what are you on? Are you okay? Me and the Hayward crew have been trying to contact you, but you've made no attempt to reply. And don't say that you did because you'd be lying... and your pants might catch on fire. Anywho, that chest wound sounds serious; better get it looked at, you know, by a professional...

Peace! in the Middle East...
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : January 8, 2005 9:57 PM
 
Hello, mister sir. Thank you for your reply. My new year's resolution is to call everyone back. It will happen in the next 2 weeks. Thanks for looking.
# posted by Blogger Zart : January 9, 2005 4:37 PM
 
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