Friday, December 05, 2014

I've been falling so long, it feels like gravity's gone and I'm just floating

Photo by PI

Everything is achievable in the myriad possibilities of infinite worlds; or so the salesmen at Timeline Indemnity would have you believe.

Johnny Tinder packs the VooduRig2020™ into his hipflask and with tattered tongue toggles the blister-switch located on the inside of his cheek.
The familiar lurch into possibilities is accompanied today by an unexpected wave of nostalgic nausea, as if he were somehow looking backward instead of forward – lifelines stretching back into the loom of time.

Amid the ghosts of yesterday’s decisions, whether arbitrary or apparently intentional, there lurk all manner of pitfall; friendly faces from whose lips spill the empty intercourse of daily life, a skill Johnny has never quite mastered but one which he concedes it is important to play along with; gestures of good faith which inevitably tend toward insincerity; calls for empathy, consideration, compliance and tenderness time has taught him to be most wary of, for while barking dogs don’t always bite, Johnny has come to the conclusion that, without fail, people will eat you for breakfast if you show them your soft side.

In the myriad possibilities of infinite worlds there exists only one scenario which will coincide with the expectation of failure.

title from Gravity's Gone by Drive-By Truckers

Tales for the attention deficit reader


Harlequin said...

Please, keep writing the micro fiction! I like how this image and title work so well together.... and I always like what you do with words.

Garth said...

Thanks Harlequin - this one was a conscious attempt to add to a previous micro called "Timeline Indemnity" - I'm not entirely happy with its closure but it'll just have to do :)