Writer's Block




I asked for it

What did you ask?

Nevermind

The trashcan said to the water bottle

Do you ever wonder what

lies above the stars?

I know

Yes, yes I know you know. 

I was talking to myself!

He was grumpy.  The light that fed his being was nothing but a dimly lit 40W light bulb.  It was scraping at his skin

I have been deported in and

out of the room quite often in

the past few weeks.  I have to

say my stay here has been
quite marvelous, wouldn’t you

agree?

(I hate your very existence)

The trash can muttered as his head lay foolishly off balance

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The two acquaintances had met only recently in the clouded blue room

I earned my existence you

bloody bastard!!!

Nah why ya getting all

uptight on me, lad.  I believe

you should be thankin’ me.

Wrath secreted from his cold metal.  He had been created long ago somewhere to the east.  His age was catching up to him as a small family of small yellow creatures hadburrowed a hole into his lower back.  It hurt to stand.  He wanted to crumble to pieces but

Mother FUCKING laws of gravity

Gave him some time.  He had no choice.  Children had come and gone with their gum and their paint cans and

Their mother fucking shoes.

His dents

Alice in Wonderland, eh?

He had witnessed the walkers look at the talking box for many days and many nights and so many days

The one thing I do wonder, though, mate, is why is dah do day fill me up with that liquid stuff.  It sooths my insides, but my outer layer takes a bashin’ by them blokes!

Quite right, for myself, the dust is what collects deep inside me.  I am frequently stagnant for long periods of time.

Oy?

The stickered nalgene clacked out of his mouth with the blue piece of winterfresh gum sloshing through his mouth.

OH MY GOD

The two cylinders, like almost all simple life creatures, looked to something or somethings as Gods.  They didn’t have the brain capacity to understand what they did.  Technically, they didn’t have the brain capacity for anything.  They didn’t even have brains.  They were simply existences.  Nothing less, nothing more.  It is up to the eye of the beholder to decide what attitude should be taken to that situation.

They moved me

This was a rare occasion, while the blue ones position was rarely known to Jeff (trashcan).  He watched the images on TV, each from thousands of darks ago.

I never seen any of these before.  What the hell could any of these be?

After many darks here, I still do not know the answer to that question.  I have asked it myself on many occasions.

There was an extra ordinarily long pause.  Of course the moving ones didn’t know they were.  Not that they were there, but simply that they were….


-Matt Flannes 1