clarity

clarity
by brooke evans
Please stop talking or I am going to explode.
Cease the dialogue, the commentary, the apologies, the epilogue, or I’m going to explode like an overripe pimple.
And when I explode, my pimple-y ooze will fly in a million different directions—some of which will land on you.
Then, with just this simple magical squirt of bacterial mess now spattered into your over-priced, ill fitting attire, you will begin your transformation from the apathetic toward a driven, unapologetic, free-thinking spiritual being.
No more biological or genetic excuses for your impersonalized behavior.
You will finally become relevant.  Re-born. Your destination will change with the circumstances of life, and your newly discovered flexibility will expand to meet these needs.
You goal will be to ascend to the top of Maslow’s pyramid.
Thought will be your own and not based on an obsession of a particular theory, life coach, or world leader.
In 70 years, when this life is over and they slice you open from neck to naval, out will pour a multi-colored, sparkling wet powder. Each shiny grain of iridescence representing at least a thousand times that you have loved, cherished, and prayed for the world.
And mankind will be so much better for it.

0 thoughts on “clarity

  1. mmm. i’m blown away by the positive vibes here–all from squishing a pimple! They say touching an enlightened being, even their robe, brought blessings–so why not acne? I enjoyed the dramatic turn-around described here from mundane failure to outstanding success via the instant attainment of self-actualization. This is something i’d expect from a well-endowed sociology/psychology major–impressive!
    Flow was fast and grasping–though i hiccupped on this line: ” Each shiny grain of iridescence representing at least a thousand times that you have loved, cherished, and prayed for the world.” In my mind i was reading it as ‘Each shiny grain of iridescence representing at least a thousand times that WHICH you have loved, cherished, and prayed for in the world.’–But my crazy mind does that kinda stuff with syntax/meaning sometimes. I think this would work well in a poem format with short lines rather than ‘flash-fiction block’ style but again, that’s just me. Excellent work!

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