~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Guinea Pig for Mind Medication ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gawd I must be a Magnet for over medicated People ,,,
no other explanation for this ,,, unless Portland people followed me down here.
The Set for this movie I just lived in
Beepers and I sitting at a Table , Patio, at the Market .
No one in sight besides us .
Lady with a cart exits the Market
I hear the cart , but I'm watching 3 hawks hovering overhead in a cloud dotted sky
I never look her way ( Probably not a pretty sight anyway, so why bother )
Contrail from a Jet streaks the sky, Blue Sky, Tall Pines scratching finger grooves across the
skyline of a Ridge three Hawks flowing on thermals
Light mellow breeze whisping my Beard
No sound but the Breeze and her Cart wheels
60 yards away from us,,,,
She empties the contents of her Cart into her trunk ,, trunk closes
( Remember, I never saw that,, and never looked her direction, I have not spoken a word )
She Pushes the cart up to a light standard ,props it against the pole,,,
turns and walks to her car door 5 feet away .
Opens the car Door stands inside of it ,,
Turns and Looks directly at me
( Remember, no one is around, just beepers, me,,, her )
I am watching the Hawks , ( She as yet ,, does not exist in my World )
" Excuse Me,,,,, Excuse ME !!!!
clears throat and louder this time
EXCUSE ME !
Now I look her way , then look around for whom she's speaking to . no one's around
I look left
yepper, ain't no one but the Beeps and me around
Excuse me,,, it's alright to leave it there you know,,
someone will come get it ,,, they will
they get paid to take the Carts in ,,,
she stops talking
I look around for whom she's speaking to ( NO ONE IS AROUND )
I now look at her
she has on those BIG ass Sunglasses some women wear today ( Fashion, I hate it )
the Big one's ,,, size of Winnebago Windshields ,,
She is staring at me ,, I assume ,, she's waiting for a reply from me .
I look back up to the Sky ,, ignoring her ,,
again she speaks ,,,:::
" Excuse me ,,,
" I can do that , I don't have to take the Cart back to the rack ,,, you know ,,
I think, when around a crazy person, act crazy ,, they'll think you're a case ,, and leave you alone .
I go into theatrics ,, reach my arms up and act like I'm Snatching Fairies out of the Sky
Corner of my eye I look at her
she just stares at me,,,
her mouth open and slack , Lids open ,, curtains closed , window of the mind blinded .
I begin making like I'm grabbing Spider Webs out of the air and gathering them into a ball .
again, corner of eye to her
she is motionless ,, looks like a Pillar of Salt with a magenta Dye Doo
I put my chin in my Palms with elbows on table top and stare to the left away from her
about 40 seconds tick away
I hear the Car door close and the engine start up
I chance a Glance , she is staring at the cart now ,, hand on shifter but not
putting it into gear
she sits , stares,,frozen . Cart and Pole have Godlike Proportions for her .
a minute ticks off
back to the hawks , I join them up there, world down here is too strange for me .
My eyes drop to her Car, she just hit the pole and the Cart in front of her, she shifts into reverse
( She rammed her Gods , what's next ? me and the beeps ? )
backs out , stops, sits,,, frozen
Her car is pointed our way
I grab the Beeps leash and
She moves forward,, turns into the exit lane ,, and runs the Red light crossing the street
( Remember ,,, there's no one around )
beepers and I walk back to the Table and sit back down ,,,
I take a sip of Coffee ,,, think a moment ,,, no good , I need this movie confirmed, no one around
but me and Beepers
I look at beepers ,,,
she knows what's coming and cringes a bit
" Little Girl ,,, Please Tell me that was a Puppet ,,,,
Beepers looks away ,,, she dislikes being pulled into shit,,,
She Turns her head forward ,,, pensive look on her face ,,, ( knowing I'll persist , she's trapped )
: Rog' ,?
: Beeps ?
She Blinks and looks up with sincere eyes ,,, Rog' , it was a Figment ,,,
it wasn't real
it didn't happen
your mind made it up,,
well,,, cause it like's to do that kind of shit to you ,,,
Satisfactory I think,, and look back up at the Hawks
my mind : damn glad it wasn't a Puppet