The glass of water said, “Hey, Brooks?”
I said, “Yes, glass of water?”
The glass of water said, “Are you gonna drink me or what?”
I said, “I like having you around. You’re my personal lake.”
…..
I was out for a walk when I suddenly began to lift in the air. I went higher and higher. Eventually I hit my head on the top of the atmosphere. It didn’t hurt like if you hit your head on the ceiling of a room. I softly bounced off and hung in the air. I shifted my feet above me and began to walk upside down on the top of the atmosphere. I walked for a awhile.
A seagull began to fly along with me. The sea gull said, “Where are you going?” I said, “I’m just out for a walk. Where are you headed?” The seagull said, “I’m just following you.”
…..
The ghost of John Steinbeck came by. He said, “What are you up to?”
I said I was polishing the silver.
He said, “Are you enjoying yourself?”
I said I wasn’t. The polish smelled. And my hands were getting tired.
The ghost of Steinbeck said, “Why do you do it then?”
I said I’m calmed by shiny things.
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