Effigy

I'm good at waiting, even while screaming inside.

He exists only because he isn't you.

Another pallid replacement eclipsing shadows of boredom, haunting your trail of breadcrumbs.

I press my skin against the stone divide.

I am not tempted to look, because you do not wish me to.

I belong to your structures, permeated only once by your touch.

It was enough to mark me with a fingerprint of your own.

A scarred etching, painted on the sworls and loops of my soul.

I want to be your peculiar something that can't be quantified or understood.

A conformation to a blasphemy that denies even the most perverse mediocrity.

A walking abomination to even the most libertine societal outcast.

There are no rules, only yours. Only what we deem possible.

If only it were possible.

Acceptance is defeat cloaked in civility, but dream savages it's confinement.

White picket fences burn in effigy.

I come again chasing the remnant ghost of your touch.

Soaps For Crazy People

Tad: "Jessica, every day I prayed you would eat this slice of toast. Now it has mold on it. Why didn't you eat the toast, Jessica, for shit's sake why!!."

Jessica: "Because I have rabies, Tad!" (sobbing) "Because I have rabies."

(Jessica stops sobbing and scratches) "The bugs are back Tad!"

Tad: "Holy shit, the one's we can't see?"

Jessica (Looks out the window not answering) : "The sun is out! How long has this been happening?!!"

Tad: "Oh no!!! It can hear our thoughts!"

Jessica: "It's getting brighter! Quick Tad, tell me you've been saving jars of our urine in your car."

(Tad looks at ground sheepishly)

Jessica: (concerned) "Tad!!! (Jessica screams in the most dramatic way possible). You've been hoarding our urine, haven't you?"

Tad: "I didn't want people to think we're mentally ill! Wait.." (runs to kitchen, get's foil) "Quick Jessica put some foil on your head."

Jessica (considers): "Shouldn't we make hats? It seems improper not to fashion it into a hat first."

Tad: "Damn it woman, there's no time. Don't you see that sun is out??"

(Tad and Jessica now have foil scrunched about their heads).

Jessica: "Tad, can you put on that cd that we own."

(Tad selects their one and only cd. It has 17 tracks. Every single track is tubular bells.)

(15 minutes of an unexplained still picture of a Boohbah.

Return to Tad and Jessica.. Tubular Bells in the background)

Tad and Jessica (together) : Bruce!

A man, who resembles the Brawny paper towel man appears. Teeth glisten with a plink sound.

Tad and Jessica (together) : Ooooh

Bruce winks, makes a finger gun gesture, then disappears.

Tad then crouches on the floor, head clutched in hands and rocks back and forth. "It doesn't matter what comes, fresh goes better in life, With Mentos fresh and full of Life! Nothing gets to you, stayin fresh, stayin cool, With Mentos fresh and full of LIFE!!! Fresh goes better! Mentos freshness! Fresh goes better with Mentos, fresh and full of life! Mentos! The Freshmaker!"

Jessica: (rolling on the floor) "The Rabies, it burns!!"

~Fin~