One of the nine boys. That's what I am. Nine boys who are simply different. There's a tenth and an eleventh also. But 'nine boys' just sounds very nice so we stick to that :) Anyways, a long long time ago four of those nine boys (there was a fifth with them also but he wasn't as crazy (sorry Kitsy but even you know it)) decided that they would like to do college in the states together. And they decided to put together a 'group app' so to speak. An application that would present them as a group to an admissions officer across the Atlantic and make him believe that as a group they should be admitted together. Crazy isn't it?
This was a piece of writing that I came up with for that. It was to be part of a section that defined things. It was a 'What is' section. Pieces of writing that defined things that are all around us but we can't really put our finger on what they are exactly. I doodled on the comp screen for a while rambling on with my thoughts and not really saying much. Going round and round in circles. And then I came out of that maze. Just as recently I've come out of another maze. But that's private. Not publicly private. I was struck by an image. Like most good things, it came out of nowhere. It just came. Enjoy.
It’s two in the morning. The plane is at 29,000 feet. The enemy is below looking up. Missiles are activated, bombs are thrown, and bullets are shot. The door of the plane is opened. The abyss of darkness welcomes the brave. Parachutes are checked. They are all in order. The soldiers look inside and see home. They look up and see heaven. They look down and see hell. They take one last look at one another and close their eyes. They hold each others hands and jump.
This is collaboration.
2 comments:
this is WOW!! loved it!! :)
so this piece has to be read with "2 Ghosts 1" by Nine Inch Nails playing the background. Its like this piece and that track were written and composed for each other respectively.. try it.
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