Death by Design

Corpse of a wild boar rotted under the pines, to comfort the wicked, park ranger Pearl fastened googly eyes to wild boar’s grey eyes with gorilla glue. She posted a sign beside the remains which read: Kick Me. The site was popular among parents desirous to demonstrate the afterlife, inviting their children to, “go ahead and kick it! Watch the eyes jiggle. See…no-body ever dies.” 

Life undefinable? Defined to limitations concurrent to language. 

Poet lifted her pen and then set it down. She had an idea…had an idea…she lifted her pen again…she had an idea…had an idea. 

Volunteer was phone banking for his choice for political office. His call connected and the intercept message, void of race or class stated: I’m sorry; the number you have reached is not in service, or temporarily disconnected. The number you have reached is not in service at this time. This is a recording. 

Jimbo, maintenance person for Lakescam Properties, scanned over his list of projects for the day.

“Oh, man…” He said.

“What?” His assistant asked.

“We gotta change the light bulbs in the hallways today.”

“So. That doesn’t sound so bad.”

“I mean…the task isn’t difficult…it’s just…there are always a bunch of dead bugs inside the thing..”

“What thing?” 

“Ya know. The thing covering the light bulbs?” 

“Haah.” His assistant chuckled.

“What’s so funny?”

“Just. The way you describe the thing.” He made air quotes. “Makes it sound like a casket and we’re the undertakers.”

“Yeah…hm…life is funny that way.”

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