Monday, September 22, 2008

3CharlaXPoetry3







3CharlaXPoetry3





Once
upon a time





Once
upon a time there was a great devil with wings he was leather he was
ancient like a hinted evil all in gold he manufactured things then
called them presents to be given. They did pretty good in the bazaar
behind the market. When he had a present left over he would rub it in
taloned hand and laugh a long aweful laugh and say ON the morrow it
will sell more golden coin we need in Arizona. He lived in a small
tower near the city dump and every day he sold his presents just
taking coins and piling them up until the tower itself was full of
golden coins and hard to navigate the tower steps he sometimes just
flew to the top ignoring birds that flew too near in jest they cawed
like crows. The flapping of his wings sounded so fake like the sound
a preacher makes when he has hollered too many times and talked way
too much his throat gets kinda raspy he has no small trouble talking
and it sounds like leather wings a flapping somewhere in Arizona. The
tower was only twelve stories tall each story was only half a mile as
the seventh story was the devils perch. He had computor fixed for
voice commanding as he could never clutch the mouse with taloned hand
he told computor what to do and whatever devil wanted devil got it
the flashing screen was just a background seemed alive with numbers
changing back then forth from 666 to 666 to 666 in different colors
and then sizes. The outside of the tower was just sandstone dust
always moving like a landslide up then down it gave one vertigo or
nausea just to watch it the thing was not a dragon not a human
caricature not even demon for it seemed to have some ears its face
was blank like someone made an android and then forgot to make its
face then added wings of leather to its carapace for bug or even
alien thing it was at once repulsive yet alive and needing love like
pets that people love then bury in the garden and they mourn them as
if they were once human and then they grow up some more years and get
busy with the life and they forget them they follow after devil and
try to steal the golden coin the idiots run up to the tower to try to
mount the steps the sides of the tower and they fall they have no
coherent grasp upon the wall it moves and slides a dusty mess it
cascades like a waterfall of dust to keep them out to hide the
treasure for the devil of the tower light a computor made of stone
blinking on and off with my namme upon the screen of golden coins
piled high beside the flashing numerals of light the devil smiling as
he watched the 666 keep changing in the night on one night in 2000 b.
c. it stopped and no matter what the devil did it would not start
until the midnight hour was then over and a new day had started some
say it was the birth of Christ that done it. If you go into the city
dump near Placerville and look out to the desert there you may see
the tower window and the flashing numbers of computor but you will
never steal the golden horded coin of devil there or climb the tower
from the stair or scale the androids wall for you will fall once upon
a time

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