Gallery Effort

All in the blackness of infinite space: glittering Proud Native American Man.
“Never seen anything like it, Joe.”
Never.
Yesterday, 2pm: nothing.
“Bizarre thing to happen, Joe, where is he?”
Yesterday, 2:02 pm: glittering Proud Native American Man.
There. Like a massive prompt.
“I got the writer’s cramp, the ol’ writer’s cramp, painful wrist and such, Joe.”
Terrible it is, terrible.
Yesterday, 2:05 pm: nothing
“Oh, for Christ’s sake, Joe.”
Where? Where?
Proud glitter all about the place, the floor strewn with all kinds of absurd sparkling what.
All in the blackness of infinite space: Yeah, that’s my answer.


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