i was so poor as a raccoon stealing fruits ironically from a vegetable stand. i was as angry as a redneck truck driver with a six-pack on his lunch box. i needed to hit gold. but where the fuck could i hit gold?
--"try the end of the rainbow."
"dude, you fucking gay?"
--"no, i swear, this one time, a friend of a friend of my 3rd grade teacher said there really is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow."
"that's gay as fuck dude."
--"won't be gay if there's gold, right."
fuck it.
"which end?"
--"either."
"either or neither? didn't quite hear you."
--"EITHER!"
i listened. went to the forest. looked for a rainbow. found it. tracked down one end. the trail was hard. there wasn't even a trail at all. i gave it all i had. i wanted it. bad. the forest made its magic, although there ain't no magic really. but i was looking for gold at the end of a rainbow, so i welcomed the thought of magic for once. the rainbow came closer at will. closer. it came to me. i saw the end of it. no gold. but i noticed the light was striking solid on the bushes then to the grass then on the ground then through the ground. so i thought, it's gold. i have to dig. i did. i dug. but there was nothing there. nothing on the ground. nothing 10 feet under. believe me, there was nothing there. all i saw was a baby raccoon staring blankly at me with its two little beady eyes. eating a pear. nothing else.
maybe i shouldn't have dug. maybe i shouldn't have gone to the forest. maybe i shouldn't have listened to that stupid fuckin asshole in the first place. maybe i should've just did pot. maybe i'll strike gold. pot of gold, gold in pot, whatever. i could've hit gold by now. just like the last time i did pot.
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September 25, 2013 at 5:07pm
--"try the end of the rainbow."
"dude, you fucking gay?"
--"no, i swear, this one time, a friend of a friend of my 3rd grade teacher said there really is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow."
"that's gay as fuck dude."
--"won't be gay if there's gold, right."
fuck it.
"which end?"
--"either."
"either or neither? didn't quite hear you."
--"EITHER!"
i listened. went to the forest. looked for a rainbow. found it. tracked down one end. the trail was hard. there wasn't even a trail at all. i gave it all i had. i wanted it. bad. the forest made its magic, although there ain't no magic really. but i was looking for gold at the end of a rainbow, so i welcomed the thought of magic for once. the rainbow came closer at will. closer. it came to me. i saw the end of it. no gold. but i noticed the light was striking solid on the bushes then to the grass then on the ground then through the ground. so i thought, it's gold. i have to dig. i did. i dug. but there was nothing there. nothing on the ground. nothing 10 feet under. believe me, there was nothing there. all i saw was a baby raccoon staring blankly at me with its two little beady eyes. eating a pear. nothing else.
maybe i shouldn't have dug. maybe i shouldn't have gone to the forest. maybe i shouldn't have listened to that stupid fuckin asshole in the first place. maybe i should've just did pot. maybe i'll strike gold. pot of gold, gold in pot, whatever. i could've hit gold by now. just like the last time i did pot.
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September 25, 2013 at 5:07pm
