I had this dream last night, you pigs, you....
It's another day. Another blizzard strikes. We have left the bunkers, fueled up, and are to the Savannah, to free roam for a time. Thoughts wander with me from the Fall; fair robotic facsimiles, “Lucifer-matches”, street art from Melbourne, a bruised canopy of sky. News had just come over. We had five years left. Like scenes from a forgotten film, in passages between memory and desire, the jungle worked its vines and roots through the rotten doorways and seeds fell and then sprouted in the vents.
Rarely happy with concrete beneath his feet, the Diesel-master General came in on a bus and busted you up for not being as happy as us. Eventually, they found Him in the backyard. “Tinnitus is the national anthem now,” he had said. His movement disrupted my cistern but, in the air, one tiny wall hiding what seemed for a moment like startled gazelle suddenly transformed into a rodeo for subatomic bullfighters, all madded out on space-cake and pheromones. This was no Winter Palace of the Kansas Steampunks. We were on the verge of summer amnesia. Who could deny this? Days later, I saw a scant note to yourself sketched out on scrap of paper. "Burying friends is not a pomp!" it had read.
Then, silence bursts over the world and blinded by a thousand points of light and saddened by the secrets of sudden death, Bruce Lee's birds used their wings to go to others to help them in their dreams. Woolstore hunting magic wasn't all hype. Jolly Ned moored off Carnac Island and had dreams of spiders living in his brain. His heart had been heavy all day with the knowledge that the things that he had collected, all his fabulous booty, would not save him.
Yours,
M. L. Plumber
p.s.
"Simply magical illustrations by Louis Darling for Eleanor Cameron’s 1958 young adult lark, Mr. Bass’s Planetoid. The book is the third in the six volume Mushroom Planet series. The books follow the adventures of two young boys, David and Chuck, and their travels to the Mushroom Planet, a small class M moon in an invisible orbit 50,000 miles from Earth covered in various types of mushrooms and populated by little green people."
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