Monday, May 18, 2015

INTERLUDE, BLESSED INTERLUDE


OH NO! I'M IN A PUBLIC PLACE??

Preferring quiet, secluded places to crowded public places the young girl found herself coming to in a public place with a ghastly, velveteen, purple shirt on, grasping a bland and damp grilled cheese sandwich. The trauma crossed her eyes, trimmed her nose while simultaneously pulling her lips and neck into extreme extensions of themselves. She froze in that wretched position wondering endlessly to herself where she had come from and if she would ever return. The local papers, after exhaustively pondering her sudden and unannounced  appearance, declared that a bizarre statue of the Ronald McDonald variety had appeared without rhyme or reason in the middle of the mall food court. All related editorials were of one opinion. The inexplicable presence of this strange phenomena did not compete in any way with the colorful, far more life-like Ronald Mcdonald seated on the bench outside of the mall court's Mcdonalds. The poor statue appeared terrified. Some swore one of her eyes blinked from time to time.
 
 The girl waited, alarmed yet calm behind the eyes frozen in terror. She believed that whatever force brought her to this alien place would, one day, take her home. Her strongest wish was that her hearing had frozen. The endless repetition of mall music on a continual loop seemed a cruel twist of fate given the enormity of her current circumstances.

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