I've got harmony in my soul
A beat in my heart
Plus, I've got you to cherish and hold
Tell me life isn't untrue, without you I'd be blue
Yet, today we're as red as kings and queens
Asking who stole our tarts
While chopping off heads
You're under my skin,
flowing through my veins
Nothing can make me stumble
For you, I never crumble
Tell me life isn't untrue
And I'm not just someone you do
I don't think we're lying
'Cause when we pillow talk
It feels like we're flying
When I walk, I float
Feeling like a docked boat
You're my light house beacon
Brilliant, bright, and true
I've got harmony in my soul
A beat in my heart
Plus, I've got you to cherish and hold
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Turshland;Part 1
Al woke up to pleasantly chirping birds outside perched a-top his air conditioner. Shelly stirred and he leaned over to kiss her lightly sleeping form. Al and Shelly had been together four years and married only one year out of the four.
Al silently shifted out of bed and got dressed for work. He worked in a small cafeteria on the out-skirts of town. His uniform was all black and he wore a baseball cap.
Shelly threw on a pair of pants and grabbed her purse to drive him too work. They were always two quiet people on the ride there.
When Al and Shelly reached the cafeteria it was a foggy drive to the front entrance. Shelly had to put the high beams on. Al kissed Shelly goodbye and told her to pick him up at noon time.
As Shelly drove away she saw three turkies at the rear of the building, yet, thought nothing of it.
---Sometime Later At Work---
Al went outside for some air and walked around the side of the building. This was when he heard a noise.
"You think Constance would lay off the work we do, we are her cousins."
Al stopped and pondered the thought if he knew anyone in work by the name of Constance. He didn't think he did. He took a good look around, but, all he saw were three turkies. Al heard speaking again.
"Constance believes her blonde hair can win any man's heart."
This time Al noticed the speaking was female as opposed to the first male speaker. Then he heard a male again.
"Lila, just because you're jealous she's queen doesn't mean we have to jab at hair color."
Al thought he must be losing it because it sounded like the speaking was inside his head.
"I need a new job." Al thought a-loud.
"Wait! Can you hear us?" The female speaker who had been identified as Lila asked.
"Oh my Tursh! is he the chosen one?" The male exclaimed.
"Constance will be proud." The second male observed.
Al turned to the turkies and the turkies turned to Al.
"No." Al said.
"He does understand." The male noticed.
Lila flew up to his eyeballs and dropped what felt like dirt into his pupils.
Last thing Al remembered was no fucking way. Talking birds. Shelly would love this. Too bad it is in my head.
---Walking Through Woods---
"Stop banging his head. His brain needs to stay intact." Lila ordered.
"As if.. she only wants his body." Male number two offered.
"Moxy his brain understands us. That's the part that needs to be multiplied." Still unidentified male explained.
Al let out a groan and they stopped moving.
"He's coming to." Moxy cried.
"Should I dose him Bert?" Lila inquired.
"No, let us talk to him." The now identified Bert said.
Al was staring at a forest ceiling. Hearing the turkies in his head again. Al sat up and noticed all the wooded area around work, but, work was no longer to be seen.
Al stared at Lila and concentrated.
"I don't suppose there's water on this trip."
"You'll get plenty in Turshland." Lila gobbled.
"Tursh-a-wha? Who?" Al jumbled together.
"Turshland, our home." Bert explained.
"Should we keep walking. We want him there before the wife comes back." Moxy added.
"Shelly will find me. She won't rest 'til she finds me." Al stated proudly.
The turkies stopped talking to Al, not wanting to give away to much. Al thought that was a good thing. Maybe he finally had his brain back to himself.
As Al was wondering if he still had a job and if not coming back from break qualified him for firing. He heard more voices.
"Moxy, Lila, and Bert."
"With a man?"
"It's the celebration."
"No, it's the prophecy of Constance."
Al looked up from his reverie to see twenty or so turkies in front of a big wooden gate. Behind the big wooden gate were steps leading up to a throne.
"Constance, we're back!" Lila exclaimed.
Al wondered who this Constance was and if Shelly noticed he was missing. A big boom exploded from the tree-tops and shook the ground.
Al wished he were on his way home for a nap. Maybe he was dreaming right now. Maybe if he pinched himself he'd wake up. He'd be in the car next to Shelly. he tried pinching himself. Didn't work. Then, it started to rain and he could feel the drops clear as day.
"Shit, I'm not dreaming."
---Presentation of Constance---
Constance emerged from somewhere beneath the forest floor. Which must've been where her dwelling lye. Al was shocked and thankful to see that Constance was human.
"How are turkies your cousins?"
"Forgive him Constance. He's not trained.. yet." Moxy looked at Al with interest.
Constance was blonde, maybe about mid-twenty something, tall, and greenish eyed. Al thought she looked like Britney Spears.
"Damn, this Bitch is crazy."
Al silently shifted out of bed and got dressed for work. He worked in a small cafeteria on the out-skirts of town. His uniform was all black and he wore a baseball cap.
Shelly threw on a pair of pants and grabbed her purse to drive him too work. They were always two quiet people on the ride there.
When Al and Shelly reached the cafeteria it was a foggy drive to the front entrance. Shelly had to put the high beams on. Al kissed Shelly goodbye and told her to pick him up at noon time.
As Shelly drove away she saw three turkies at the rear of the building, yet, thought nothing of it.
---Sometime Later At Work---
Al went outside for some air and walked around the side of the building. This was when he heard a noise.
"You think Constance would lay off the work we do, we are her cousins."
Al stopped and pondered the thought if he knew anyone in work by the name of Constance. He didn't think he did. He took a good look around, but, all he saw were three turkies. Al heard speaking again.
"Constance believes her blonde hair can win any man's heart."
This time Al noticed the speaking was female as opposed to the first male speaker. Then he heard a male again.
"Lila, just because you're jealous she's queen doesn't mean we have to jab at hair color."
Al thought he must be losing it because it sounded like the speaking was inside his head.
"I need a new job." Al thought a-loud.
"Wait! Can you hear us?" The female speaker who had been identified as Lila asked.
"Oh my Tursh! is he the chosen one?" The male exclaimed.
"Constance will be proud." The second male observed.
Al turned to the turkies and the turkies turned to Al.
"No." Al said.
"He does understand." The male noticed.
Lila flew up to his eyeballs and dropped what felt like dirt into his pupils.
Last thing Al remembered was no fucking way. Talking birds. Shelly would love this. Too bad it is in my head.
---Walking Through Woods---
"Stop banging his head. His brain needs to stay intact." Lila ordered.
"As if.. she only wants his body." Male number two offered.
"Moxy his brain understands us. That's the part that needs to be multiplied." Still unidentified male explained.
Al let out a groan and they stopped moving.
"He's coming to." Moxy cried.
"Should I dose him Bert?" Lila inquired.
"No, let us talk to him." The now identified Bert said.
Al was staring at a forest ceiling. Hearing the turkies in his head again. Al sat up and noticed all the wooded area around work, but, work was no longer to be seen.
Al stared at Lila and concentrated.
"I don't suppose there's water on this trip."
"You'll get plenty in Turshland." Lila gobbled.
"Tursh-a-wha? Who?" Al jumbled together.
"Turshland, our home." Bert explained.
"Should we keep walking. We want him there before the wife comes back." Moxy added.
"Shelly will find me. She won't rest 'til she finds me." Al stated proudly.
The turkies stopped talking to Al, not wanting to give away to much. Al thought that was a good thing. Maybe he finally had his brain back to himself.
As Al was wondering if he still had a job and if not coming back from break qualified him for firing. He heard more voices.
"Moxy, Lila, and Bert."
"With a man?"
"It's the celebration."
"No, it's the prophecy of Constance."
Al looked up from his reverie to see twenty or so turkies in front of a big wooden gate. Behind the big wooden gate were steps leading up to a throne.
"Constance, we're back!" Lila exclaimed.
Al wondered who this Constance was and if Shelly noticed he was missing. A big boom exploded from the tree-tops and shook the ground.
Al wished he were on his way home for a nap. Maybe he was dreaming right now. Maybe if he pinched himself he'd wake up. He'd be in the car next to Shelly. he tried pinching himself. Didn't work. Then, it started to rain and he could feel the drops clear as day.
"Shit, I'm not dreaming."
---Presentation of Constance---
Constance emerged from somewhere beneath the forest floor. Which must've been where her dwelling lye. Al was shocked and thankful to see that Constance was human.
"How are turkies your cousins?"
"Forgive him Constance. He's not trained.. yet." Moxy looked at Al with interest.
Constance was blonde, maybe about mid-twenty something, tall, and greenish eyed. Al thought she looked like Britney Spears.
"Damn, this Bitch is crazy."
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