Saturday, November 8, 2008

The Clickerer


The
Clickerer


NO
matter the instructions he does not read them anyway he sits on
public display and clicks the mouse it clicks he can not hear it
anyway, but only feels the results with senses no one noes or cares
to have. They sit and smile at him and say perhaps he really feels
the clicks it seems that way some sort of spider sense they say and
then they go away back to classes or a nook upstairs. They got a
picture of him once outside when he began to actually defecate they
turned the camera off and barfed they ralfed for almost thirty
minutes each but cut it off so they could go upstairs and back to
sleep. They tried to show the film to Art Instructor but the man
reached up and turned it off of the projector he said go burn this
this is not a film for Art Instructor. He gets the game typed in and
this is how he remembers how to do this. He types G for GOD an A for
all the times he won he types a M for Mother who still loves him
sweet. He types the E for everyone to see him Clickerer. He feels the
eyes but cannot see the faces and yet he noes just who it is that
braces him and it unnerves him to have them there so near to all his
loves. He noes just how to space the mouse to get in too the box he
noes just where to start his clicks he moves the mouse in a arch of
widening moves and gets them all he clicks and walls of Jericho fall
he moves the mouse again and rives the water falls cascades and
rivers moving on the page he makes the game to seem like real live
life and then he makes the game to be the life inside. He taps his
way to terminal with cane and sites away for several days he plays no
one can stay his hand or call him bored he gives his sight to the
Lord and plays his game. They asked him once if he could see with
limited sight he said a tree not men not night he can see a white
white light in the middle of the screen he fights with Bolden Knights
a white horse stallion and a frog. He makes the frog win every time.
When the GAME is over all the Knights have warts. A blind man bluff
in a Dell. A Blind leading only himself and no one else threw a
looking glass mage to the Game in the Dell.



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