Where the Hydra Lily Blooms: Act One

Stream of consciousness I like to pretend is prose

Where the Hydra Lily Blooms

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“Act One”

rusty veins they drip drip drip drop from far above heaven on high tinted brine staining the cornea van gogh’s cartilage shading staining scarring the world rosie posie off with your head trickles earthbound angels spattered to pavement soaked through the cracks and apocalyptic fissures shitting out modern man’s sludge blood sewer babies crying ‘momma’ at brick wall messiahs preach the word of the worm tunneling through flesh like parchment planes gliding off briar moors like like like hungry bats in the night like quarrelsome gods demanding payment for want and need of grandiose scheming for gold so ‘reap what you sow’ quoth gilded geese gathering before great grand daddy storm finds out our candy stash in this a nation of knights squires liars cheaters mongols and thieves stretching as far as the mankind eye can see mind conceive imagination soar like frogs spit from the sky a biblical uproar raining down on isolated sages in far away places desperately hoping not to be found for fear of sociopathic reprisal impressed upon by the civilized masses of monkeys and asses biting and scratching climbing their way to the tippy top of the crown so they can look down at the countless peons below hailing the newborn king of mutant dregs of chemical fumes of acid rainbows flashing on and off and off and on with each flick of the poison tipped whip wielding lion tamers harem of salacious genies gladly attending to a dinner party eaten and served by a slave labor force of nature sweeping across the ancient purple mountains majesty of buffalos prime for the peeping and stalking like lions like leopards like sharks like birds that pray every sunday morning in hopes of flying higher than they ever had before or ever will forever after the first act of this play has thus concluded predetermined to temporarily depart leaving nothing in its wake but the solipsistic precipice of cradle shaking villainy leading inevitably towards the

“Intermission.”

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