Friday, March 11, 2016

A Puff Of Smoke Up In The Sky.

Time had rolled back........ again........

He was out in Kansas or Maybe it was Texas.......

There had been some terrible Natural disaster.... or maybe it was a big town fire, something large,

Things were smoldering.... and the only survivors he came across were mean little people.

Ohhhh They could be vicious no matter how much taller  he was....... He was trying to be tactful and make friends with them, They were very smart as well.

He bumped into Kenny........  Ken showed him a place where they used to throw bodies into a pit.. years earlier he was very sarcastic... about it , even using ethnic slurs about the horrid  past situation that had taken place on that very ground.

Guy found a little baby in the rubble...  it wore a little onesie....  the baby was crying and crying and crying and had some sort of congestion in her lungs........ he found out the baby's name was Judy oh he thought and his mothers was Julia.......

Absolutely incessant crying and coughing and wheezing... enough to drive you off the deep end, still he carried who ever's child it was around and cared for her ,  there there.

He was looking for his own mother you know... she was lost in the vicinity... maybe she was still alive... under the rubble , maybe he could find her?  looking, looking, looking, all the while himself  crying....

He kept calling and vocalizing in falsetto.... best he could... that was a piercing sound.. and one  both  he and she his mother would recognize from having called to one another in the past...... but no return pleas for help or any,  over here, over here......... that he was in  the hopes of hearing.

He looked and looked and looked.......

Every one was annoyed with the baby  because she would not stop crying... and had that terrible chest cold that would not go away.. how could she help it , he thought.

And  he  too was crying and looking and looking for his own mother that unbeknownst to him   was in his very own arms..  that were clinging to  the little baby... in her tattered onesie with soot on it  and she was bawling ............and coughing..........

He looked up into the sky and a cloud of smoke spoke to him that is when he came to  the realization he had traveled through time and his mother that he was crying for that he thought lay  lost beneath the rubble ,as an adult... was in the present reality the crying , coughing, annoying infant he had in his arms...

Towards the end of the dream he ran into his old acquaintance Kenny again   the worry wart ...  he had built a house for his wife before she ran away...  as Guy recalled the sunny day she showed up.. all young and sexy and pretty, Kenny and her were playing smoochie face.... sitting on the curb , during lunch hour.

Years Later:

Kenny was bitter about her running away... and was telling Guy about how he built the house for her... with a special cupola just for her where she could suck his dick....

Of course he told him this in Spanish.......  He thought to himself no wonder she ran off... he put his hand up to his forehead........

She must of tired of being willing.

He looked up at........ A Puff Of Smoke Up In The Sky.............


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