My mouse won't work. It keeps slurring on the screen. My keyboard loses
the Bluetooth connection. Everything is wireless. Everything is
dropping out. I have a magic bug. Last week I made the music in my car
stop. The head unit was on but there was no sound. The next day it
worked again. I zapped my iPod dead while running. I always see paper
on the ground kids from the middle and high school up the street drop
on their way home. The most real thing I've ever read was a 40
page letter from my friend's sixth grade stepsister to her slightly
older boyfriend about her abortion and how much she loved his dick even
the day they cut the baby out. We found the letter in a neon folder in
the garage. Other things are happening every day. These days I mostly
derive the most pleasure from taking Zyrtec, which administers its
pleasure by creating the temporary absence of discomfort. My dad talks
more to the dog than anyone lately. The dog doesn't ever seem to want
to move. The dog no longer even gets excited about its food.
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Blake Butler is the editor of Lamination Colony. He lives in
Atlanta and blogs at No One Does That.
Photo detail on main page courtesy
of Sandro Menzel.
Read BB's story, "The Somnambulist."
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