Crystalline Cool (13)

   
   "Crystalline Cool (13)"
   
   Duncan awoke in a heavy dripping of fear beads.  A nightmare; specifically, mean girls singing to him, calling him a dunce.
   He sought out his father's wisdom, on the cigar, puffing away as he observed the black and white, always with the fertility of rabbit ears.  He told the old man his vicious dream.
   Dad stated:  "The vibrations of capitalism saying you should be ashamed for not building their wicked castle.  So, make your fears phobic concerning you.  Show them the true, diligent serf.  Walk through the valley of the shadow of death, and--LIGHT IT UP!!!!  People fear the number 13, a trickster god, him the thirteenth born, but the icy yet fertile Virgin always comes on the 13th.  The trick is on those who merge with the machine, stealing away man into the abyss of no imagination."
   Duncan thought he felt better.  Next, found Roadkill, and the holy hound licked his metaphorical wounds till they sparkled, shining into a state of better health.