UNRELATED INDIVIDUALS FORMING A GROUP WAITING TO CROSS: BEDRIDDUN

BY ZRCL @misseckhaus

Our first and last walk uphill was for possession of two yellowing plums, she said. No, two brown flowers, he said. Okay. Two Brown Flowers. We climbed slowly toward the house of destiny. No,no, the temple of chance. The other direction two stones rolled downhill, she said. Billiard balls. They were billiard balls, he said. Oh yes, I recall. It was exactly then, that I made fun of your sunburn, she said and dropped the plums, he said. When you made so much out of nothing. -M. Yakich

"'One day you and I and this will all turn to dust.'he said, she said, they said."
-P. Thek

BEDRIDDUN

ACUTE BRONCHITIS IN PARIS. ON THE PLUS SIDE MY DOCTOR HAD A BEAUTIFUL & GIGANTIC DANISH MODERN DESK WITH NOTHING BUT A FULL BLACK HIDE BLOTTER AND AN RX PAD AND FOUNTAIN PEN ON IT. NOW I VIEW THE CITY OF LIGHT THRU THE WINDOW OF AN ATTIC IN THE LATIN QUARTER AND LISTEN TO THE PEOPLE AND SPOOKY HOUSE MUSIC. I HAVE PROBABLY HEARD THIS AND TWISTA'S DADDY SONG OVER 50X.

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