Wedding Party Sharpened ~ Aron Wiesenfeld
“He’s an unreconstructed man” said Miles from the front of the queue
“Who?” said Atom.
“What’s your problem anyway?” said No.3 to Cajones, a large thorn protruding from his left temple.
“You might want to modify your tone little thing” said Cajones from the back of the queue.
“The Signalman” said Miles.
“How did he break?” said Atom.
“Oh, the usual,” said Miles, “women, money, success.”
“Owch” No.3 removed the thorn from his temple, “fuck”
“Tone” said Cajones.
The music grew steadily louder as their approach slowly revealed the signalman’s hut through the undergrowth. Possibly embarrassed by its own state of disrepair, the building had attempted, unsuccessfully, to drape itself in ivy. The overall effect only enhanced its naked un-ambition.
The building’s primary task appeared to be to support an oversized and rusty satellite dish that pointed up at the sky.
“That must collect some amount of rainwater” said No.3, still holding the thorn distractedly.
“The dish,” said Miles, “like your statement, has holes in it which allow the water to drain away.”
“Shut up” said No.3.
“Yeah, shut up” said Cajones.
Atom walked up to the paint peeling door and knuckled a tentative rat-a-tat-tat.
“Who?” said Atom.
“What’s your problem anyway?” said No.3 to Cajones, a large thorn protruding from his left temple.
“You might want to modify your tone little thing” said Cajones from the back of the queue.
“The Signalman” said Miles.
“How did he break?” said Atom.
“Oh, the usual,” said Miles, “women, money, success.”
“Owch” No.3 removed the thorn from his temple, “fuck”
“Tone” said Cajones.
The music grew steadily louder as their approach slowly revealed the signalman’s hut through the undergrowth. Possibly embarrassed by its own state of disrepair, the building had attempted, unsuccessfully, to drape itself in ivy. The overall effect only enhanced its naked un-ambition.
The building’s primary task appeared to be to support an oversized and rusty satellite dish that pointed up at the sky.
“That must collect some amount of rainwater” said No.3, still holding the thorn distractedly.
“The dish,” said Miles, “like your statement, has holes in it which allow the water to drain away.”
“Shut up” said No.3.
“Yeah, shut up” said Cajones.
Atom walked up to the paint peeling door and knuckled a tentative rat-a-tat-tat.
7 comments:
You asked for it. :)
P.Chevron: I certainly did; thanks!
I love this.
I was just going to put [applause], but I thought I should leave a comment like a human being before going directly to square-bracket stage-direction.
Still, [applause].
Ed Mypunso: Thank you [takes a bow]
I were here.
And Cajones is still cracking me the hell up.
Sweet. I like sequence 7 more than 6... it lingered better, if that makes sense.
I'll be back to run through 8 when it's all up.
Good stuff.
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