The Unknown Zone

The Unknown Zone Gary Nicholson·Tuesday, February 23, 201611 Reads “ . . . Here we are in the unknown zone; the place that taught me to weep and moan. The light was cold with a message from old. She brings the paper to the waif-er while the hallway was filled with madness... Characterize the homogenized and get vaporized by a politician’s wasted words. . . The headline news, a diatribe. Oh, the War, had made a score, but no-one was listening,” “. . . There was a hit T. V. movie no one had seen, ‘Cept through an advertiser; just an appetizer. The show sucked and a tornado blew down the tower. . . . how much more would be lost . . .? Jessica made the scene with a Monk and a Dean. She showed her ass with so much class. Yeah, she showed ‘em all; she could raise the spirits but could not raise the dead and dispatched the reason only yesterday. Several Stars in limo cars lit a candle on Mars then saw a face looking on. The server was fortuned and mad with tongue spitting fire. My head was filled with ‘Dead’ logic. Gratefully opposed to the recent discovery. Bleeding from my fingertips; bent and ripped, a side split from reality. Unto us is born; a child forlorn; a mystical freak, a future geek of the airwaves. Soldier march their way, while shadow dogs slip away into dark recesses and young blood pools up. Spiders congregate in walls of consolidation. Liberals live on slogans made, while conserves serve themselves on the spoils. Outside the pale blue sky awaits a reason, while soldiers from a star salvage reason. My mind crinkles in the massive grave of desire, my mouth spits fornication into the mire, and the damsel is acquitted. Leverage was achieved by mounting her. Lightning strikes to my delight and still my head is famished. Humping to our delight, she said orgasms had no meaning. ..”