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Jakob sat still for an hour. He didn't feel any different.
He tried two hours, then three. Life became a calm, clear river, yet
he wasn't satisfied. To be a perfect being--that's what Jakob wanted.
So he sat, in stubborn rigidness, for ten straight hours. Exhausted,
his eyes opened to a table of Englishmen drinking tea.
“Welcome to our perfect place.”
“What,” Jakob ventured, “do you all do?”
“We sit. We drink. We speak kindly about our Queen.”
“Why?”
With that word he fell back into his basement suite, feeling less
than perfect, and happily so.
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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
bioflash: "Cookie Monster"
When the cookie with a chocolate chip happy face spoke to Trevor, he wasn't fazed.
“Don't eat me!”
Chomp.
“Ouch! I bring a message.”
“I'm listening.” Chomp.
“Om-eht-mey-moth.”
“Oh--sorry.”
Trevor rearranged the chocolate chips, using the nose to rebuild its half-eaten mouth. “Better?”
“Hardly. If you eat me, the Cosmic Cookie People will destroy Earth. The choice is yours!”
The words gripped Trevor's soul. Great power carried great responsibility. And yet, never had he tasted anything so delicious. In surreal slow-motion, he helplessly ate the rest.
The first colossal chocolate chip to fall from the sky flattened his house.
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“Don't eat me!”
Chomp.
“Ouch! I bring a message.”
“I'm listening.” Chomp.
“Om-eht-mey-moth.”
“Oh--sorry.”
Trevor rearranged the chocolate chips, using the nose to rebuild its half-eaten mouth. “Better?”
“Hardly. If you eat me, the Cosmic Cookie People will destroy Earth. The choice is yours!”
The words gripped Trevor's soul. Great power carried great responsibility. And yet, never had he tasted anything so delicious. In surreal slow-motion, he helplessly ate the rest.
The first colossal chocolate chip to fall from the sky flattened his house.
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Visit the bioflash breeding grounds right here!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
bioflash: "Rain"
Colours of rainbow beckon the sun.
Pearls on grass: soft food for green blades.
Foil to famine, fear to fire.
Sun shield, mountain mane, river rapture.
Quenching the parched, broth of every cell.
The lost child of a nebulous womb whose mourning breaks the sky.
The flood in the plains that overflows leaf and bough.
Lucid fluid on the freeway that twists tires into tragedy.
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Bioflash galore!
Pearls on grass: soft food for green blades.
Foil to famine, fear to fire.
Sun shield, mountain mane, river rapture.
Quenching the parched, broth of every cell.
The lost child of a nebulous womb whose mourning breaks the sky.
The flood in the plains that overflows leaf and bough.
Lucid fluid on the freeway that twists tires into tragedy.
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Bioflash galore!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
bioflash: "Closed"
“Spineless jellyfish!” Sheryl snapped. “That’s what you are, Ben.”
That night, she acted like nothing had happened.
Ben relished the fresh wound. He held it close, the way a child both resents and covets a hidden hurt. In the dark, nourished by sullen spite, his black seed sprouted.
And so, with time, he learned to revile everything about Sheryl.
She hugged him. What a dreadful choke hold.
She cleared behind the couch. Always judging him for being messy.
She said “I love you.” He heard “You should be grateful.”
In studious silence, Ben seethed, waiting a lifetime for a forgotten apology.
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That night, she acted like nothing had happened.
Ben relished the fresh wound. He held it close, the way a child both resents and covets a hidden hurt. In the dark, nourished by sullen spite, his black seed sprouted.
And so, with time, he learned to revile everything about Sheryl.
She hugged him. What a dreadful choke hold.
She cleared behind the couch. Always judging him for being messy.
She said “I love you.” He heard “You should be grateful.”
In studious silence, Ben seethed, waiting a lifetime for a forgotten apology.
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