Night Slide

Scorpion shelled adventure breaks down on the backstreets of Shangri La. Driver tilts the rearview to watch Sunshine squirm in the backseat. Is it a trickle of sweat rolling down her freckled chest, or a single raindrop on the windshield? Hitchhiker pulls a rusty snake bite from his blue jean jacket. White horse falls, slow motion, into the hole. Jesus weeps.

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Stream of conscious awesomeness. I love the last sentence too.

[Robin]

gad , the movement in this piece ...

[OT]

oh yes I liked this one a lot! glad you put it up! "white horse falls, slow motion, into the hole. Jesus weeps" - nice