Comments on: Ephemeral lawn lights http://www.ewav.com/index.php/2009/08/04/ephemeral-lawn-lights/ Photography Light Play Sat, 23 Jan 2010 00:11:22 -0600 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9 hourly 1 By: Bryn http://www.ewav.com/index.php/2009/08/04/ephemeral-lawn-lights/comment-page-1/#comment-357 Bryn Sat, 12 Dec 2009 18:05:49 +0000 http://www.ewav.com/?p=269#comment-357 The absorbent tooth becomes infuriated as the cold Sunny D hits it. The root is seriously thinking of giving up, and Shelly is jabbing blindly at it with closed scissors.The tooth will make her suffer for this. Once done she cleans up the blood with her sleeve and heads out to the liquor store. At the counter, she spills all on black no. 19 and a feeling,the Throb. Mansheet, the liquor store man turns his head away as Shelly babbles on about pennies, the smell coming from her mouth is too much, even for Manny. 2 hours later in a south Vegas motel, a maid shoots her last bag of speed with her boss, An ex-member of the focus on nothing committee. He needs to eat more citrus. She needs more dentistry work. They punch a hole in the sky with a cactus through the window of room 19. The cactus twists and turns and shakes all its spines out at once. The room next door is where "gunman" is watching tv and having a V-8 and brandy on top of Mc Donald's food. He's going to kill his girlfriends boss.."he'll wish he was never born" thinks gunman, as he imagines tortures,and all the different girlfriends' bosses he's killed. Everyone has had a boss they wanted dead haven't they? Not Mookie, not this boss. Speaking Pig, the motels Indian security guard,has no tongue,well not much of one anyways. He amuses himself by thinking of his crimes that he commits after work.Mostly creepy sexual stuff with cameras and the public. Shelly is back home eating orange veined celery and decides to cover the car in tar and coffee grinds. "Speaking Pig will be so happy!" she thinks to herself. "if all goes well, he'll have my head." She chomps on her celery and the tooth dies. Mookie the maid is shitting very nicely after her shot in the bathroom. She can hear Klee leaving the room, or opening the closet.She cant tell. Outside,it's twilight, and Klee looks around cautiously, a mixture of speed paranoia and real paranoia.voices. He knows Gunman is looking for him. He's been reading the papers. Gunman is in every paper,in every town, and now he's been spotted a few miles from this very motel.. He puts on his sunglasses and turns right, towards the stairs. Gunman has been waiting hours for this moment, his moment, when he is truly himself, he is GUNMAN. The absorbent tooth becomes infuriated as the cold Sunny D hits it. The root is seriously thinking of giving up, and Shelly is jabbing blindly
at it with closed scissors.The tooth will make her suffer for this.

Once done she cleans up the blood with
her sleeve and heads out to the liquor store.

At the counter, she spills all on black no. 19 and a feeling,the Throb. Mansheet, the liquor store man turns his head away as Shelly babbles on about pennies, the smell coming from her mouth is too much, even for Manny.

2 hours later in a south Vegas motel,
a maid shoots her last bag of speed
with her boss, An ex-member of
the focus on nothing committee. He needs to eat more citrus.
She needs more dentistry work.
They punch a hole in the
sky with a cactus through the window of room 19.
The cactus twists and turns and
shakes all its spines out at once.
The room next door is where “gunman” is watching tv
and having a V-8 and brandy on top of Mc Donald’s food.
He’s going to kill his girlfriends boss..”he’ll wish he was never born” thinks gunman, as he imagines tortures,and all the different girlfriends’ bosses he’s killed. Everyone has had a boss they wanted dead haven’t they? Not Mookie, not this boss.
Speaking Pig, the motels Indian security guard,has no tongue,well not much of one anyways.
He amuses himself by thinking of his crimes that he commits after work.Mostly creepy sexual stuff with cameras and the public.
Shelly is back home eating orange veined celery and decides to cover the car in tar and coffee grinds. “Speaking Pig will be so happy!” she thinks to herself.
“if all goes well, he’ll have my head.” She chomps on her celery and the tooth dies.
Mookie the maid is shitting very nicely after her shot in the bathroom. She can hear
Klee leaving the room, or opening the closet.She cant tell.
Outside,it’s twilight, and Klee looks around cautiously, a mixture of speed paranoia and real paranoia.voices.
He knows Gunman is looking for him. He’s been reading the papers.
Gunman is in every paper,in every town, and now he’s been spotted a few miles from
this very motel.. He puts on his sunglasses and turns right, towards the stairs.
Gunman has been waiting hours for this moment, his moment, when he is truly himself, he is
GUNMAN.

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