Crystalline Cool (28)

   
   "Crystalline Cool (28)"

   The old leather man, pleased with his comical humility, loathing the forked tongue with its proud devotion to devilry, knowing every fancy car is food out of a pauper's mouth, raped, taken, abducted, infected by parasites from yeasty women, and all sorts of things; nonetheless, Dad knew Duncan had pursued the vision quest, without sex, as he was frigid, yet to return in an awesome green of fertility, as goes them myths so deeply rooted in truth, and Dad remembered when his other son, an estranged choad whose wife always visited privately, hoping to vacuum Duncan's countenance into her viper-like mouth full of false testimony, and soon, her carnal empowerment would equal a trans-vaginal mesh, which might not make her so popular with the basketball team anymore.
   The old man chuckled, alive with electric energy, knowing his innocence could not be mercurially thieved away by time travelers, for he would fight hard like an angry cock, or simply put on the private parts of Peter Pan, always being a boy of dreams, and no:  Captain Hook didn't die of jock itch, but hubris blown into him by despising his outer appearance, like dark gravity pulling him into the gator's swamp, yet some embrace their weird ways, like a sublime Swamp Thing smart enough to stray far from buxom breasts glistening in lascivious lake water.
   And as an Apache and true to the axiom that spirit animates all things, he spoke to Saint Joan of Arc, praying for his son to have some of that blue fire, the most intense part of the flame, and rise from the ashes, for even dust can be a martyr, like a Phoenix, in the sense that God can make anything happen, even the lineage of Kings to succumb to poverty, reflecting on the freedom of laughter, hugging a kitten, petting a tame dog, and training that beloved canine to only hunt the virtue of true love, with a bit of humor--even if they don't like it.
   So, Dad took out his cigar, cranked on the fire, and puffed away--what will you die of?  Yet Dad knew, nothing could kill a man beyond technology, if his spirit was with the wisdom of God.