a play on words. the theatrical presentation of polyester tomboy life. a waking thought. sky diving into bedtime storyland. Peter Pan warns individualism must be shared. now, I don’t want to see my wings clipped by an elfin dude I could beat the crap out of, so I’m going to (begrudgingly) divulge a diary secret.
shh, I’m about to give up the hidden location of an idea place. before moving beyond this point you must have a dog (if you don’t, borrow one from a friend). for starters, you don’t have to wear the same pajamas like I do–fifteen years (going for a personal best).
we begin by focusing and moving backward to a place you weren’t born then go ‘well’ passed there. continue meandering as long as you can stand it. when you arrive at the small door in the fat tree, do not look for Alice the Golden, or a gleeful bear. you’re on your own. spirit around the bulky tree and the little door (if you went through that stumped portal, you must start over. hey, I didn’t even tell you to turn the knob).
the rest of you keep moving. up the six hills with the long grass that tickles you into forgetfulness. on the seventh hill where the black sun spreads across the white ground you should see a dilapidated well. climb to it. push the lopsided bucket aside. peer into that black hole. it is ungodly deep and satanically dark down there. throw yourself in.
that’s right (if you thought about how much it might hurt, were nervous about what could be lurking on the bottom or loathe falling upside down in confining lightless places–you’ll need to change your wet pajamas then go back to the beginning). those still with me we are presently falling. down, down, down. submerging into the red. crimson lightning splatters across the abyss walls (Mr. King likes this). if we remained calm, we’re floating in spectacular red. red for the reason all good things are. blood. pumping. boiling. lusting. bloody good. bloody fucking great. get those blood suckers. blood hounds. drink up as much life giving red as you possibly can. (hope you brought the dog I said you needed. luckily for us, all dogs are loyal so they followed) now, whistle for Lassie. she’ll find that silly Timmy whose only job is to follow plan b–get real help (let’s face it, Timmy is nothing but trouble and lacks coordination).
if your dog isn’t Lassie (sorry, I forgot to mention that little detail in the beginning), you’re not getting out of well red anytime soon. kick frantically if you must, but you’ll eventually drown. if this happens you’re definitely not getting out. just float on your back. think of where you aren’t and what might be going on there. is his head too big to fit through a little door? is her soul too small to fill a honey pot? did the insane tambourine player find his moldy hamburger? all good questions. continue emptying your mind of whatever it is you think you know.
then a black sun epiphany–
a way to climb out of well red.
hopping up one little springboard at a time ’til you reach the top
with a fistful of fresh inspiration in each hand
now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get my wings polished.
art created last year for another post
Beautiful work AnnMarie! Great writing and drawing! How are you today? I am tired worn out from early morning exercise I have to cut out my cheerios from my diet but I don’t want to. But I will. AnnMarie= Number One! 60 woo hoo’s for today!
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thanks, Dan
unCheerio-ing, hmm, I know you can do that
all’s well here
keep the faith, kid
am:)
woo hoo for you
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Big woo hoo AnnMarie for you as well. I can do it I skipped today just had soup. Glad all is well with you. Watching Return Of Godzilla 1984 the movie is dark with an Evil Godzilla. But its an awesome movie. woo hoo
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While reading this, I couldn’t help but think of my unborn grandchild who is now five days late –
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I suspect nature works on her own schedule – warmest thoughts for you and your soon-to-be-grandchild
a beautiful and exciting moment awaits to be followed by an amazing life, I’m sure:)
happiness to you and your family
am:)
no worries!
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much appreciated
thank you
am:)
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