coming into a plastic cup, doing the handmotion for a donorship, ending with a mixture of bliss, emptiness and guilt - unaware, then came the horror drawing from all insides - pulling on my guts, pulling in everything - then explosion of the nervebloodcorset - gun in
waking up late the next morning, lisa still asleep - i was wet from sweat, and i took a shower. so later, lisa woke up, and she decided it was time to talk about pregnancy and abortions, again, and that sex had only happened a few days ago - but she was sure it was time for a pregnancy test. we were getting closer to finding the dragonsblood, and we were going to require abortions from the dragonfamily - and so we went to superx drugs and bought a pregnancy test, we got home - and found out lisa was, in fact, pregnant - congratulations jim - yr life is over, now you'll be telling yr own kid not to watch blarny and friends, psychic friends network. blarney and psychic friends network. god, things are falling into place, while i sat here staring at this little pink + on a plastic stick. and, with our newfound discovery of pregnancy, lisa smiled - she was happy. shit. the miracle of birth had kicked in, and she wants to have it. water go down the hole. so i said, "we don't have room." --- "what do you mean?" --- her smile becoming a confused look. "well, neither time, space, or money - i mean we haven't time to raise a kid with all this bsa and look at our partment, it's a baby euthanasia center. and money, we barely have neough money to feed ourselves, usually we.." --- "i know, it's just.. a life, you know, my kid, you know." --- "but right, wow, uh it's more of an highschool chemistry experiment, understand?" --- "i guess but it's a neat feeling, being a mother, and i'd get to keep this one." --- so she threw away the plasticstick, stared at it in the trash, and turned away. "but it wouldn't be right for the kid, you know." --- time passed --- and i got a call from the emerald dragon, "i'm sorry, sir, but we are not hiring at this time - thank you for applying, and when we are hiring, yr name will be considered again." ~click~ so i told lisa, she didn't care. "that's okay," she told me. "we don't need them anymore." --- remember a tonalcoded earwig message: "grafitti is the essence of bruiseplasma trains, blink and open for a clocktic - it will be the piecing together of animation - then be underground aware - bruiseplasma of may-mulberry streets." - so - i said to lisa "bruiseplasma train of may-mulberry street. dr seuss!" so it was us in the train. and we made with the open-close-open-close passing mulberry street - it was a static, a mesmerising display of revolving intense flash of snow. a background of foreground interference. and it was there, like a mushroom cloud in the distance dehydration refraction, rainbow of static -
