Justin.
Justin found the void in his soul. I gave him a coupon and he filled the nothingness with a double quarter-pounder with cheese.
Justin's ring-finger froze and his digestive tract stopped.
I found him hanging in the monkey-bars at the fourth street elementary without any teeth. I found him at the fourth street elementary with a Bible and a magnifying glass. I offered him some chewing gum.
Justin and I threw some rocks at an old man walking and then made it in before dark.
Justin's ring-finger froze and his digestive tract stopped.
I found him hanging in the monkey-bars at the fourth street elementary without any teeth. I found him at the fourth street elementary with a Bible and a magnifying glass. I offered him some chewing gum.
Justin and I threw some rocks at an old man walking and then made it in before dark.
posted by John @ 9:29 PM
1 Comments:
At 8:41 PM,
John said…
Everything I write has a point.
Sometimes I write abstractly and it can be hard to find a direct story or to understand my point in writing it.
Now, I dont like to explain any of my writing directly, I really do hate to, but in an attempt to familiarize you with this style, I will let you know what this short was somewhat about:
It is whimsically dealing with innocence and searching.
Justin has a void in his soul; in his searching he fills himself with the burger, representing the worldly filth that we frequently occupy ourselves with.
The finger freezes and he cant digest; the burger does nothing to fulfill him.
Fourth street elementary with a Bible and magnifying glass; again, searching, searching, searching. (When I find him without teeth, just means he is not speaking.)
Throwing rocks, being in before dark, monkey-bars, elementaryschool, chewing gum; what do those things remind you of? Childhood, youthfulness, INNOCENCE.
I hope you can peice it together. Again, its nothing heavy, nothing deep, but it DOES have meaning, it does have a point. A lot of my writing can be traced like this. Peace.
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