By the Grace of Goldilox
Erwin Dink is an itinerant militant dilettante with a background in scraying and fuselery. Dink is an anagram bot that composes flarf without using AI. Burroughs was half right. Language is a symptom. Humans are the virus. His work has appeared in Misery Tourism, Versification, and Exist Otherwise.
by Erwin Dink (he/him)
A SPY, who resembles John Travolta, is impersonating another John Travolta, one of two twins. The twins are en gardé.
The SPY has taken the place of one of the twins on a balcony overlooking the street. They are dressed in dark uniforms and have covered their faces with dark shields.
John Travolta Real lifts his face shield to get some air. SPY, standing behind JTR, lifts his face shield to get some air.
Nervous.
SPY and JTR avoiding contact, eye contact, avoiding eyes. Eyeing. Eying. E-Ching.
An AirBarge™ hovers above the balcony, the building, the 'bildõoNGzro,män, loaded with children. Children gripping the black gunnels, fingertips white and red, eyes wide like velvet paintings, peering down. Agape, agog, an ape, a god.
"Will (the real) John Travolta please stand up?" They thinks not. The children. Whois John Travolta? Will the JTR do stand up?
Born for it, some are, by the grace of Goldilox.
A SPY is nervous about the real JT being able to tell he’s not the real twin so he’s hoping to avoid eye contact. Hoping,
it's you that I love, you that I love, you that I love... and it's true that I love, and it's true...
Father Superior stands tall behind the children. FS glares at the men below. On the balcony. Avoiding each other.
Angry.
Shouting.
"Don't show yourselves!"
Exposed.
SPY leaps up, leaps off, leaps in, the air, hovers, near the AB™.
A red beam of red light like a tunnel, like a portal, like a tractor, like a tube of red light, descends, hovers, tractors, over the one who resembles John Travolta.
The hovercraft, SPY, and JTR have disappeared. The real JT and the FS look for them. They see the SPY JTR floating above the street where the hovercraft used to be. Captured.
Out of sight.
A new hovercraft slides very quickly into the same space where SPY/JTR were/was just/last seen. Crashes! Inside it are several large animals who are attacking and destroying the controls and equipment.
FS no where 2 B seen. SPY gone. JTR. JT. All gone.
