augury doggerel

Thursday, August 07, 2003

Alter Mitty

Our rude wooden cart grumbled along the narrow road up through the forest. Across from me sat a beautiful woman wearing nothing above her waist but flowers and a vague smile. I knew she was chewing the leaves of a hallucinogenic plant that grows only in this forest. I knew she and I would be married that evening. I knew that to refuse would mean death for us both. I did not know her name or where we were going or whether I would ever return.

When the bus swung round the corner this morning, I looked up from the woman chewing gum and reading the National Geographic, noticed it was my stop, and jumped off just in time.

It's still just the cat and me at home.


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