I got bored...

[johnpfannkuchen]

My emotions were a torrent of spinning lizards. They flew with wings too short to fly with, and breathed fiery breath and stared with shiny red eyes. They clawed and fought, and raped each other in the night of my mind. My vehicle was a dragon, crushed into this guardrail. She had been shot down by the balistas and trebuchets of mankind. Her name was Lumina, Chevy and she heaved but could not ho in her utter ruin. Her once silver scales were distorted and scraped, her giant mouth now only an open obstacle for her soul to flee in the form of miscellaneous engine gases. My morning coffee had had been splattered and since dried to a nice sugary film on my shirt and neck-my tie was ruined, and my time short. Morning freeway traffic blazed by me like a metal wind beyond the painted shoulder of this road. The sky was beautiful, but the lizards continued to rape. I watched the god of fire open his giant yellow disk of an eye as its brilliance blinded the side of this crag. It began as a sliver, just over the mountainous horizon but bloomed into a sky-wide flower of light, until the day had official begun, and the roosters crowed on some faraway farm.
The metal wind blazed, and the lizards raped each other. Gathering my self up by the handful, I took one last gulp of cold coffee from the half imploded Styrofoam gas station coffee cup, and tossed its empty husk off the crag, beyond the rail. I'll have to call the police, and call my insurance agency, and then...call into work, and then call a taxi...
But my pocket was empty, and I groped around all of my pockets until I realized that the collection of plastic shards and one antenna between Lumina's dashboard and windshield was screaming to me “You're not calling anyone you fool, you'll die out here!”