Challenge
Challenge of the Month XLI
Begin a story or poem about your first memory, but write it in the style of a Tarantino or Charlie Kaufman screenplay. Where it goes from there, use any style you want. Open the belly, bleed on the page. Winner gets 100 big ones. Go.
deep cognitive
In the night when sleep abounds me not
eternal, ethereal, ethanol, ethical, and etymological questions
my skull aflutter
Opppa, hoppa, the stallion intellect proud of mine
stamps all over the plebeian plethora of pneumonia thought
a mind, oracle, over the above, the up and upper
am
I
hovering above dirty plebs
in such night
Until I step for a hoi polloi glass of water
and bump
with my sprained foot
into my bed
and only
one
only one
thought prevails then,
luminescent overall
Where the xxxk are my slippers?
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