Monday, April 8, 2019

Necklaces

beer bottle bottoms

Thursday, April 4, 2019

Reprieve

     It has been a long hard drive from south Florida.  The miles have added up and I stopped a few miles  from the Alabama line on 231 just above Campbellton   After parking under the huge old oak tree that had just leafed out, I stepped out of the truck.  It was a pleasant enough day, cool under the tree, but you could see the heat shimmering just above the horizon.  As I walked to the trailer to check on the cows, I slipped the wrapper off a Three Musketeers bar.  When I dropped the crumpled wrapper to the ground, I heard the sound of a rushing commotion that startled me.  I turned to my left and saw several bulls running across the four lanes of traffic headed in my direction.  Tires were squealing and cars were skidding out of control.  No one wanted to hit the monstrous beasts  and no one did.  I however could not be so lucky.  All they had on their minds were the cows in my trailer.
     I was closer to the old shack than I was to the truck.  Feverishly trying to escape, I jumped the deep ditch that surrounded the shack.  Jumping up onto the porch, I tried to jump through the window.  The tomato shaped, red faced ogre inside, stopped me in my tracks, just by looking at me.  Never had a sight such as this crossed my vision.  He was holding a steel ball in one hand, grabbed it with the other hand and twisted it in half.  "I am going to hit you in the head with both pieces." he said and he did.  He was fast for such a short fat man.
     When I woke up he had me laid out on the camel behind his saddle.  Not too bright, he had left my hands untied.  Or maybe he just thought I was dead.  Grabbing him behind the neck, I flipped him off the camel onto the ground.  He landed so hard that he broke his broken leg.  Tough as nails, he jumped up and limped away.  I grabbed the reins and turned the camel around.  Just as I turned, I was hit by another steel ball, knocking me unconscious again.
      This time when I awoke it was dark as midnight, with a faint red glow on the horizon.  This cast everything into an eerie, some may say scary, light.  It was hard to make out anything.  Just enough to scare the crap out of you.  The sounds of screaming, crying and wailing was deafening.  Shadows would move on either side, trying to see was difficult.  The smoke burned my eyes and lungs.  I could just barely see a man in a turban with a sword standing in front of a kneeling Christian, who was begging for mercy.  Begging was useless as the man in the turban swung the sword and the head of the Christian hit the ground with a thud.  Running scared, I stumbled over something in the dark path.  It was  a headless body.  Things in the dark that looked like shadows were not.  As I hit the ground, I was covered by spiders.  That was pure hell for me and total terror swept over me.  As hard as I tried, I could not brush the spiders off.  I rolled on the hard, hot and rocky floor, but to no avail.  What a terrible, horrible and wicked place.  I could not sit still and as I struggled along, I could hear voices in the darkness.  "If you like your plan, you can keep your plan."  "We'll have to pass it to know what's in it." "Russia, Russia, Russia"  and Hillary saying "What happened?"  However the scariest of all was AOC "We can and should go to the sun, we'll just have to go at night."  The farther I went the more frightened I became.  The spiders kept crawling over me and I was bent over under all this weight.
     The more I struggled along the farther away the horizon became.  Off to the side, I could almost see my two daughters that had abandoned me and their mother.  Not so much as a howdy do in twelve years.  Moving along in this horror show I could see clearly the man in a blood soaked surgical gown.  He was standing in front of a young woman with her feet in the stirrups.  He rammed his hand up her birth canal, grabbed the baby by the head and yanked it out.  As soon as it exited, kicking and screaming, the abortionist split it's skull.  The brain fell into a bucket of other brains.  The abortionist was singing in a monotone "new car, new car."  The mother was crying and sobbing over what she had just done. 
     More faint figures were in the shadows, skin hanging from their bones as the cancer ate them alive.  I hurried from there as fast as I could, there was no stopping for rest.  Off behind me I could see Lucifer deliriously and giddy at the pain and suffering he had brought into this world.  He was jacking off and spewing his corruption over everything.  I was in a terrible state for what I had seen, but more than that, I did nothing to stop what was going on.  "Lord, please don't let that mess get on me." I prayed out loud.  I was bent over and could not see what was in front of me.  There in the dirt was a bright spot of light about the size of a silver dollar.  I twisted my neck up to see where it was coming from.  There on high was the lord Jesus Christ and he smiled at me.
     When I awoke, I was back at the truck with the Three Musketeers wrapper in my hand.  I looked over at Jimmy and asked "How long have I been gone?" 
     "You ain't been anywhere." he replied.  "You bent over to get that wrapper you dropped and screamed."  "I thought the devil himself was after you." he said.
     "He was Jimmy, he was."