Friday, April 2, 2010

824. I'LL HAVE THE MAGIC POTION

I'LL HAVE THE
MAGIC POTION

Standing at the brick wall, with the
yellow and blue grafitti all over it,
those two fellows look like walk-on
characters in a play of someone's dream.
Bad or good, I'll not say, but I like it either way.
I watch their hands as they're turning something,
each, over and over. I don't realize what it is
until I watch them really closely - and notice
they're each holding kittens. Playful-stage kittens,
not too young and not too old - kittens who still
cavort and chase with their eyes and paws.
'How'd they end up with those?' I ask
myself, of the two guys. The
answer I get is direct and potent:
'We painted them, and they came to life.'

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