The first thing I heard was one of the Heinous Boys say, “Goddamn—it smells like a bunch of hippies just had an orgy inside a wool tent.” These were screw-heads, drop-outs, meth-heads, the most fucked-up, niggardly band of misfits and losers in centuries. They lived off their parents, they stole from their friends and fornicated with forbidden lovers— This was General Hickory Leaf’s platoon; he came out of retirement to be their General because he believes in their potential... They were ragged and beat, they were rough and lighting blunts when their General walked in—The sun was rising and all of a sudden Hickory Leaf said, “Turn on your cloaking devices, soon you will all by guilty of espionage—so listen to your Goddamned General boys!—Don’t hesitate, shoot on sight. We have no time for lessons—do battle.” The misfits all disappeared and then quickly came back striking terror into their enemies, appearing as demons in their dreams and planting poison in their hearts. They struck with broad swords—terrorized them so that they would never sleep safe or feel safe even for one moment feel secure. Meanwhile, Hickory Leaf preached the word of God and praised His name. He lead a life of service to his Creator while his demons did their jobs.
It was the middle of the night. People stood in line at the SSmart to buy razors, high-fructose corn-syrup and stock up on toiletries and coffee. “Beware of your neighbors! Beware of those who can see you or hear you! Report any activity! Report any activity!” Then smash a suicide bomber blows up the SSmart intercom and all chaos breaks loose. A weeping woman cries, “Honey, I told you not to let the kids play with those non-conformists down the street. This is what happens. “You dumb fucking asshole! Even though this isn’t us; you ought to be ashamed.” The women froze as solid as a salt crystal and her fear was intensely piercing through the SSmart shoppers as they stood still in line waiting for their turn. Hickory Leaf starred her down and desecrated her mind and then the ashes blew away. The Heinous Boys all were provoking her and wanted to follow her out to her car and decapitate her, shrink her head, dance around it, driving away the evil sprit that she was hosting. This was the soft side of the Heinous Boys. After that they taunted her in her dreams for the rest of her life and as a result she cut her visits to SSmart in half.
The night glitter was all around. The moment was still, serene and silent. Surreal energy filled the air and the lady looked at the General and talked. Hickory Leaf could see the evil spirit in her soul—it seethed when he confronted it. Beyond her eyes was a dark and dead barren wasteland. She spouted, “Just what are you looking at?” The General stood tall, but humble and stated, “You.” “Why are you looking at me?” she asked. Without a second going by, “Because you look ridiculous.” “Well, this isn’t any of your business.” The evil spirit was now shaking the lights, the florescent bulbs inside SSmart then got brighter and Hickory Leaf vaporized into spirit and the evil spirit fought back. The docile customers never noticed anything. Now the Heinous Boys were in their element. They were alive and life is what they lived. The Heinous Boys painted the walls of SSmart red that night, then went home, drank whisky and had a fight.

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