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Constellations It is a sad poem indeed. The one that showers dim light upon a fiery sky. The thoughts, the words, the warmth from billions of light years away, how did it get here? And why? As I look at the night, I see not stars that are illuminated by our sun. Nay, they shine of their own light. Or do they? For isn’t their light shared between the Continue reading The Relay The Weary Dime So you’ve found me. Among the dirt, along the road. Thought you’d never notice. Don’t pick me up. Don’t look at me. I’m bruised. I’m a mess. Don’t see me. In a pocket full of keys and coins I wait. Waiting to be discarded… Waiting to be given as a tip to some barista. Others go in the clear box. But I stay. Why? For I Continue reading The Weary Dime By Ron Leighton Copyright © 2011
In the damp, dark cottage three doors from Gergenon’s lone brothel, Nathaiu struggled with the black-haired woman under him, desperate to get what he wanted. Her frantic exhales were visible in the faint light of the hearth, like the fear in her gray eyes. Did she not understand his need? As he gained control of her flailing limbs, and she settled a little, Continue reading A Cheerful Smoke for the Dead – sample By Car Johnson This was quite a mess. I needed to complete Candy’s scavenger hunt, but I didn’t have a teenager without a cellphone. She’d never marry me now! I was about to give up when Amelia suggested that I head back down the mountain and try the small resort town at the base, to see if any of the teenagers there didn’t have cellphones. So, she took Continue reading The Life and Times of Car Johnson Part 59 Two chocolate chip cookies and a scoop of vanilla ice cream are at a party. One of the chocolate chip cookies said to the other chocolate chip cookie: “You just don’t understand!” “That’s because you do nothing but mumble.” “The only reason why I mumble is because I’m depressed.” “I’d be depressed too if I was made with a rolling pin instead of a spatula.” “The only thing you know Continue reading Joke of the Day By Car Johnson It took a whole day for Roger to get back to me. He showed me a letter from the agent and I grabbed it and read as quickly as I could. Dear Mr. Johnson, Thank you for your lyrics and advice on how to use them to “take me to the next level,” but I have to decline and ask that you refrain from contacting Continue reading The Life and Times of Car Johnson Part 58 By Car Johnson “Okay fine,” one of the mimes said as I pumped my hand in victory. Reverse psychology works every time. I walked out of the mime-filled diner with the video proving one of them had talked during a performance and set out to perform the next task on Candy’s scavenger hunt: to get a letter from a professional music agent (and not the one I met Continue reading The Life and Times of Car Johnson Part 57 I walked into Starbucks and noticed there was quite a line. So I waited for the people to receive there beverages with the leverages of the occasional sleeve before the exited the door and felt the breeze enter he store. Without the least sense of yearning I glanced at the Wall Street Journal from the front page of which I was learning. And I walked up to the counter Continue reading The Busy Starbucks By Car Johnson The journey to win Candy’s heart in marriage turned out to be a scavenger hunt. She made up a list of fifty things for me to find in the next two weeks, most of which were various types of baked goods. There were three hard to get items, though. One was a video of me causing a mime to break character and start talking in Continue reading The Life and Times of Car Johnson Part 56 By Car Johnson So, Candy was asking me to marry her, in a way. Marriage is a big deal in the Johnson clan. We take pride in finding families that are just as unique as us. It really isn’t hard, though. Johnsons seem to have a magnetic ability to find someone special who matches our style of unconventional genius. When I was a kid, my father (or Uncle Continue reading The Life and Times of Car Johnson Part 55 By Car Johnson The Carphiles followed us back home and set up a permanent residence in an old factory I had bought a a few years back for an amusement part idea called Factory Land. It was an indoor extravaganza of hands on entertainment, where people could sort screws and build clock radios, or take their chances on the conveyor belt roller coaster, which circled the factory at Continue reading The Life and Times of Car Johnson Part 54 T-Rex and Larry I’m being chased by a T-Rex Dino. He’s green and big and scary. Why he’s chasing me, I don’t know. He’s screaming my name out… “Larry, Larry.” I ran towards a cage, hoping for protection. Those big, grey, metal bars…perfect for introspection. So now I stand, banging this gate…cursing this rotten prison. Yet I am not screaming for my escape, but rather to be let Continue reading Poem of the Day By Car Johnson The road trip was coming along nicely. Everywhere we went, people lined up to hear about my course. Well, the lines were actually from other things, such as movies and the DMV, but once people heard about Carlightenment, the ones with any sense were hooked. We even had people following us from town to town, calling themselves Carphiles and speaking only in lines from the Continue reading The Life and Times of Car Johnson Part 53 |
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