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------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.
----------------------------------- Inside I found a dead parrot lying on a waterbed. I revived the parrot with some saltines and adrenaline. We became good friends. The parrots name was Randy. One night a few years later while Randy and me played Gin Rummy, he sang me a song about a fire. The title of this blog was never mentioned but I sensed it, and Randy confirmed it by giving me ‘THE LOOK’.
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They blew apart your heart
like a giant mechanical shark
at the end of a 3-D movie
Of course you played it cool
you’re very much above
all these silly emotions
You’re lost
and too arrogant to ask for directions
not open for suggestions
You’re fucked
but you can’t afford to look bad
thedailydoodles said: Pretty sure I made you mad because this is obviously about me.
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