By ervin-lemark on Skatehive
A fool on a hill and a Holiday Inn, and a bar where the universe bends, Where Bunny plays jazz while a man in dark shades keeps editing all of his friends. The fool leaves his hill with a half-knitted will and a puzzle stuck under his tongue, Finds carpets that shout, neon having a doubt, and a sign: “Stay absurd, die young.” Dwayne just stares at invisible flares, nursing madness in martini form, While Bunny’s piano tries hard to explain how reality got misinformed. Then suddenly—blip—like a glitch in the trip, the bar windows open on space, And outside the glass, as the moments collapse, the end of all time takes place. The lobby extends into star-sprinkled bends, a wormhole with table for two, “You’ve been upgraded, folks,” says a voice in the smoke, “to the end of the whole bleeding zoo.” Now a cosmic restaurant hums as the universe drums its way to implosive goodnight, Pan-galactic drinks glow with a dangerous wink in the soft apocalyptic light. The fool clinks his glass as the co