It was dark. Danny was driving. His head: down, downer, downest, up!
Stay awake, Danny, he thought. Think of Madison, her blue eyes, her blonde hair, her smile smile smile. She will be at the end of the ride, Danny. Remember that, Danny, remember…down, downer, up!
Blink blink. He slapped his face. Head shake, head shake. Keep, Danny, keep concentrating. Yellowline, space, yellowline, space, yellowline, space, yellowline curving to the right, follow the line, Danny, stay to the right, Danny, right of the line, Danny, you can fall asleep in 25 minutes, Danny, 1500 seconds, Danny, Danny, down, up!, down, downer, downest, up!
Up! Up, Danny, up! What is wrong, Danny? Yell! “Aaaahhhhhh! I neeeeeeeed! To staaaaaaaay awaaaaake! La la laaaaaaaaaa!” Sing! “Near, far! Wherever you are! I believe that the…” down, down, down, down, down, downer, downest, up! Cannot made of it! There it not is unpossible! Far, too far! Dearie! Dearie Madison! You loved by I! See me heaven!
Then he found an unopened can of Mountain Dew and stayed awake the rest of the drive.
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
