What is it like having your heart cut out of your chest by
someone’s eyes?
IT FUCKING HURTS I TELL YOU!
Side note: I know this Blog is starting to make it sound
like everything was dangerous. ……Yeah. So what is my point? LOL. I don’t know.
Anyway….
So I score at the very last minute….AMAZING unexpected
interview…with THE MAFIA BOSS!! I know!!! What will this be like…I wonder… ? :)
The night before, I didn’t know the interview was coming,
but I had one of the most horrifying dreams I have ever had. In it….down a long
alley….. was a dark, brown, man that I knew…simply WAS …….THE devil. And he WAS
gonna get me. And it WAS gonna suck…… BAD!
Could have been all the curry….and the beer……or……THE DEVIL
WAS COMING TO GET ME! :)
Anyway, so we meet him near the edge of the river (Him being
the mafia boss…not devil………maybe?). And he has all his peeps there. (Yes…mafia
even in small far away villages have an entourage). And they are constantly
working to edit his words. He never smiles while we are sitting there. Just
stares at me through squinty eyes. Purposeful squinty eyes. Never moves them
away. Never blinks. He exudes confidence. The kind of confidence that says….yep…you
can and will not hurt me in any way….instead….I will only hurt you…and then
when I am done, I will eat ice cream….and I still wont smile. I will then kill a
butterfly. And then a unicorn. And then a rainbow.
Anyway, so we meet him near the edge of the river (Him being
the mafia boss…not devil………maybe?). And he has all his peeps there. (Yes…mafia
even in small far away villages have an entourage). And they are constantly
working to edit his words. He never smiles while we are sitting there. Just
stares at me through squinty eyes. Purposeful squinty eyes. Never moves them
away. Never blinks. He exudes confidence. The kind of confidence that says….yep…you
can and will not hurt me in any way….instead….I will only hurt you…and then
when I am done, I will eat ice cream….and I still wont smile. I will then kill a
butterfly. And then a unicorn. And then a rainbow.
I have no words of comfort, I have no words of reason.
ReplyDeleteIn my dormant state I remain forever sorry.
You however have words that harness great power. Strident, humorous and strong. What power you have.
Striking talent growing from glimmers of light despite the dark shadows it may cast.
Its funny....but I know you instantly. Even through typed words I can hear your voice.
DeleteI am grateful to hear it. I have missed it.
Thank you for still cheering me on. I just of course hate that it (at least you think it must) be hidden now deep inside a blog that no one reads. Because I am worth the effort to connect with in the light of day. If it is circumstance, then I understand. If it is choice, then I don't.
Have million things to share. Will leave you with two words in hopes it will entice you out from the cave: wizard and wolves. :)