IDYLLIC LIVES SNAPSHOT #3

IDYLLIC LIVES SNAPSHOT #3

I was cutting through the woods and crossing the road that led to the Lockheed Building on my way home. On the other side of the road by the pond there was a bald man playing a violin. The music he was playing sounded like a cross between bluegrass and traditional Hebrew. About thirty feet to his right a smartly-dressed couple posed in front of a tree while a guy in a green Izod shirt snapped a picture of them. When he was done, he brought the camera down from his eyes and yelled, “that's it! Let's go!” The sky and trees fell forward under the weight of cranes and bulldozers, revealing air ducts, carpentry rigging, and harsh flourescent lights behind them.

        That was the last thing I saw.The fat guy with the Far Side coffee mug picked me up, folded me in half and stashed me back in the prop room.

The bit of prose was one of a series I wrote back in the 90s when I was living in Nashua, NH....this is the only one of the series I've found. I'm ***FAIRLY CERTAIN*** this was publiished in one zine back in the day----I may have even run it in my own zine---I'm no longer sure. Many of the xerographic stuff from back then was lost.

The image wreck is either from an older iteration of Pixlr or whichever other photo editing program I was messing with before Pixlr. In either case you can't do interesting stuff like this anymore and a lot of the fun has gone out of it.