Been in a bit of a writing lull lately, just a couple of recent things, but Merril offered up a prosery prompt this week that I liked though a bit of a challenge. Now prosery at dVerese is a 144 word piece of fiction that includes one line from a chosen poem. The line in this case “It all belies Our existence; we wait, and are still denied.” from D.H.Lawrence’s “Winter-Lull” which is where this one posed the aforementioned challenge. Hope I used it well.
And this happens to be a Part Two to a prosery response of mine to a prompt that was also offered up Merril, just back in May of last year. That was unintentional but cool.
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“Peazzzzsssblipburpful … Peeeeazzzzzffbbbfullllb … Peesazzzzssssefffullll … Peeasssssffull Sszzir … Peeasssssffull Sszzir!!! … canzz you hearezzz me?! … it’s Peeasssfull Sszzir!!!”
Groggily “Well, Jesus Marty … it’s not all that peaceful now with all your fucking shouting is it?”
“Sszir!! Yourrrrr’re stillll therez, thhhanks goooodnesszz!!”
“Any idea where we are Marty?”
“Noze ccccluuuee Sszzir!”
“Why does it sound like you’re happy with this?”
“Beccccaaausszzzze weee’re sstills here, noooo mmatttttersszz wherezzz its issss”
“Well, that’s a good point Marty” he said taking measure of the cockpit of his ship somehow still intact, nonsensical readings on the controls and an even less sensical view out the viewport “that is a very good point … I think”
“Youzz thiiink??”
“It all belies our existence, we wait, and are still denied but yet we are here, in one piece Marty … shot through a black hole into … nothing?”
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