Vapid

Vapid

The jaunt on the space station was little more than a boring vacation.  There was no crew.  There was just us two with plenty of time to do whatever we wanted to pursue. This we did as we hid under the lid of this symbolic pyramid.  It was like an ongoing date with a very seductive mate and so there was always something cooking on my plate and so it was that I was full of what I ate.

This beautiful girl seemed to be from another world that was transplanted and was never to be taken for granted.  What seemed to send her spirits soaring was the fact that I looked to be so boring.  What seemed to make her pulse so rapid was the fact that I looked to be so vapid and what seemed to make her live was to stir the pot to see what gives.

We fit like a perfect pair of gloves when it came to making love and often she would choke me just to provoke me.  She seemed to like me after she would strike me and then there was argument with the sole intent of making some scurrilous imprint.  She wanted a spark to light up the dark and so often she would confuse me just to abuse me just so she could see how I would be.  Controversy was how she set herself free.

After an incident with a knife she established communications with the wife.  This was something that I told her not to do and of course this was a plan of action that she chose to pursue.  When she got caught, ferociously we fought.  It was all hands on deck when I grabbed her by the neck.  She strained and she kicked as on her face I licked.  I didn't give her a chance and so this was her last dance.  There was gurgling in her heaving until she finally stopped breathing.

I left her in that chair with a surprisingly blank stare.  It was the first time I had really noticed the color of her hair and it was the first time I could really inhale a breath of fresh air.  What was interesting is that I wasn't stricken with despair.  I was adrift in the abyss with no bad memories to miss.  She had sealed her own fate with a slovenly kiss and so my spirits were soaring because things were no longer boring.

That's when the calm was broken with alms from the intercom.  It was my wife whose words struck me like a knife.  She had seen the obscene scene via the two-way video screen.  Her talk was not scrambled and she did not ramble.  She had lifted up the hood and clearly understood what for I had gone to war and so too her spirits began to soar.  I told her to look out into the night as if to explore.  What she saw to look like a meteor with a fiery tail was none other than a falling space station and an end to what was little more than a boring vacation.

Orrin K. Loftin, Explorer

Copyright?  When bright shines the night as bad deeds fall from sight.

November 14^th, 2015