Five Days

Touchdown
Truffula trees
With the car radio
she left me
holding her flowers
and feeling Thanatos'
first fuzzy sentiments

12:12
Fuck off
On the bench
a trio of smokers sit
like a three headed dragon,
too well dressed
for the skaters and the punks

Success
Coffee cups
You'll sing a song and I'll sing a song
You'll pick me up from school at noon
and we'll cross Main Street
to eat lunch
in the back of the library

I hear trumpets
Stay here
blindfolded
and recite Shakespeare
to the wall

All night
no sleep barricades
the dark and the dawn
as days grow attached
like siamese twins

The Hardy Boys Go Nowhere

XV.

“I’m baffled, Frank. We’ve been here six hours. I think I’m going to be kidnapped. I feel cholera coming on. Let’s call Sam Radley, Dad’s assistant.”

“Nonsense, Joe. The truth often lies. If you don’t see it all. But where there’s one clue, there’s bound to be another. All we have to do is wait…and here it comes.” A giant stork entered the ballroom bearing a scroll that fell from its claw into Frank’s hand. The elder lad unfurled a treasure map and exclaimed, “A-ha! It all makes sense now!” But Joe saw something else. “Frank! The X covers the whole page!”


XVI.

“Don’t look now but we’re being followed,” murmured Frank. The steps were steep, but Joe turned slowly. A shudder ran through him as he noticed the grim specter of a 1955 Corvette following them down the stairs.