Bubbles Enters The Strands of Zanzibar update?
"It's time" says CI without moving her lips. She is looking at an odd charm braceleton her left wrist as she speaks. The charms all appear to be tiny simulacrum figurines from classic American Western Mythic History. Name any character from any grand era they are all interchangeable, they are all redundant. The charms are attached to the bracelet hanging by their necks from minute black chain links and yes the links are made to look just like ties.
"Time" echoes CW. as he reaches into a center console storage bin bringing out a 1920's vintage Reboux cloche' hat he presents it to CI. who has just polished off a red bull six pack to steady what in her passes for nerves.CI. adjusts the jazz age helmet haberdashery upon her head until the fit is killer perfect. "Sublime, I'd like to prank the academy," says she rubbing the keen edge of her battle axe against a big toe.
In the back of the van Bubbles begins to slowly oscillate and turn building rpms.
Suddenly the front gates of The Ritalin Factory swing wide open as though beckoning a ship of Columbus to a new world.
C.I. snorts Bubbles vodka and Red Bull through her nose. " This could be good," she says. CW rolls his eyes, (almost). puts Led Zeppelin's Houses Of The Holy in the CD player and casually pilots :the v,a,n through the gates to strands of Zanzibar. Meanwhile B'ubbles spins in the back like a gyroscopic embolism in the body politic. Like the insubstantial touches of a breeze where shadows dream.
What zuspenze and dire danger awaits these would be resocialization substance li berators within Yhe shiny steel and thick concrete of Yhe Factory?
Does CW have a master plan in .mind? Will CI manage to unleash the full power of
her big toe and ipso facto ergo uh oh Bubbles against the sophisticated black tie defense system? Is Led Zeppelin immortal and where does CW find those amazing hats?
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Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2013-05-14 at 01:45
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