Posted: 12/19/2008 10:32:22 PM EDT
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"The Bonney Situation" failed.
I sit here in my chair...in my living room...illuminated only by the glow of my Christmas tree and laptop screen...watching one of the cats bat a fallen ornament around the room...1911 on the end table to my right... The snow has stopped outside. With a slight shudder, the heater has just hummed to life. Three mirrors...wood framed...two alike and one alone. Door pulled shut. Daughter sleeping peacefully. Capilene pants...Smartwool socks...5.11 tee shirt...Under Armor boxer jock. G-Shock watch...wedding band...silver chain...reading glasses... Polymer mesh...plastic...staples...stiches and scars... Heart still beating. Green blanket...insulating. Holiday decor...gawdy meets...something. Black cat...awake and odd...a cross-breed of Shaolin monk and ninja...meets mongoloid. Little cat startles me out of my revery...ornament passes by... Game controller catches my mind. |
