An eloquent cascade of words,
Explode from my head,
Like a gunshot.
-Sir Jestro
Friday, November 26, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
A One Trick Horse
I remember such things,
Like the scent of your dreams,
And the tides that we ride,
In the blink of an eye,
Our laughter's disaster,
Is the determing factor,
But we fall short with excitement,
And realize we're just like them,
A one trick horse can only follow if its taught to do so.
-Sir Jestro
Like the scent of your dreams,
And the tides that we ride,
In the blink of an eye,
Our laughter's disaster,
Is the determing factor,
But we fall short with excitement,
And realize we're just like them,
A one trick horse can only follow if its taught to do so.
-Sir Jestro
The Marionette's Maze Chapter One
It was hot.
The sun was beating down through the muggy air. The cicadas were buzzing from the distance and only the screeching of trains could be heard through them.
"Fuck this heat." Special Agent, Elisa Chang said sitting in the passenger seat of the patrol car. Aaron Borders was driving. "Tell me again why we have to have the ONLY car without A/C!"
"Because you totalled my car two weeks ago and those damn grease monkeys still haven't fixed it." The two of them argued like a married couple, but Aaron wasn't Elisa's type, he was too thin and she being a hefty woman, needed a man with some meat on his bones.
"I got the perp, didn't I?" She said, rubbing the top of her nose. She closed her eyes and rested her head against the head rest and let the hot summer breeze cool her.
"The ends did not justify the means, he was released on bail three days later." Aaron said, turning onto a back road. Dozens of garbage trucks were heading towards them. "They look like a god damn army."
Elisa opened her eyes.
"You're right, they do. I wonder how bad it is over there."
"We're about to find out." Borders took his walkie out and pressed it. "This is Car Eleven, arriving to scene."
"Roger that, Car Eleven. Make it quick will ya'? We're running low on donuts back here at the station." The radio voiced back at them.
"Copy that, Base." Borders said and put the walkie down.
The two of them were the laughing stock of the whole precinct, their antics were that of legends. They were referred to as the Dynamite Duo, because they were known for destroying any and everything in their path. Because of that they were now on a kind of probation and were taking the worst jobs that came into the city. Since they were still detectives they still had some authority but because the district was so small they were almost like the village idiots, even the Meter Maids would make wisecracks about them. Every family has its embarrassments.
Aaron turned into the landfill, driving very slow.
"Holy shit, this smells worse than any dumpster I've ever been to!" Chang covered her mouth and nose.
"The heat is probably making it worse." Aaron said coming to a stop. "They say showers are on the horizon. We might get rained out."
"That'd be just wonderful; covered in sweat AND garbage." Elisa rolled her window up.
The two of them got out of the car and walked to the forensic team working near them.
"What do we have today guys?" Borders asked.
"More than you could ever imagine, Detective Borders." One of the forensic team members told him. "We've had to call in three teams from the surrounding areas for help with this one."
"What do you mean? Are the conditions of the landfill too much for you guys?" Chang asked.
"No, its not that. This whole city is a fucking landfill." A different forensic team member said.
"Then what is it?" Borders asked.
"Its just..." The first forensic member started. He paused to try and find the right words. "There's too much here."
"So we're dealing with a serial killer?" Elisa asked all of them, including Aaron.
"Yes, on a massive level." The second forensic team member answered.
"A serial killer who dumps his bodies in the landfill. We should start with the employees of the Sanitation Department; Borders, make a grid of the landfill. If the landfill is sectioned off for different trucks we'll find the guy in no time." Chang said.
"Excuse me, Detective." The first forensic team member said. "I don't mean to steal your thunder, but before you go off and blow up this landfill you'd might want to take a better look at what you're dealing with."
"What am I missing?" She asked.
The forensic team motioned all around them.
"You're standing in it."
"What, this whole area?"
"No, this entire landfill is the crime scene. Like I said before, we've got four teams combing the whole thing. We've been finding dozens of bodies all morning, well that's not entirely correct."
"Which part?" Borders asked.
"We've been finding 'parts' all morning."
"So this has to be some kind of cult or something." Chang said more to herself this time.
"We aren't the detectives, we just deal with the dead people." He said and got back to work. Borders walked away, he wanted to see what each of the different teams was coming up with and if there were any other detectives on the case. If so, that wasn't good for Elisa and himself. They needed this job, it was their ticket back to a stable work life. As he walked he was swept up by a memory. He saw a door in the landfill and walked through it, as he did he was inside his boss' office.
"Captain. You wanted to speak with me, sir?" He stood at attention in front of the desk.
"Please, sit." The Captain offered.
"Thank you, sir."
"Borders. Aaron, I know you haven't been with us too long but you're an experienced man for your age."
"Thank you, sir." Borders said, bowing his head. He felt it in his gut that something bad was coming. The Captain stood up and began to pace around the room.
"When I was your age I wasn't even a detective, I still had six years before I'd make a name for myself." Borders didn't say anything. "You came with a flawless record, and frankly because of that I'm disappointed with you." The Captain looked out his second story window. He was a small stout man in his late fifties and in front of the window he resembled some kind of movie villain. "Those last three cases you and Chang have worked on haven't been good for our precinct and more so, haven't been good for you." He turned around. "Go home, get some rest. When you come back you'll get started on the next case that comes in, and for your job's sake I hope you don't fuck this one up."
The Captain sat down. "You can go."
"Thank you, sir." Aaron said, he felt like he wanted to vomit.
"Borders, one more thing." The Captain said. Aaron turned around. "I hope is all well with that young wife of yours." There it was, the death blow. Aaron smiled, thanked him and turned back to the door. He opened it and saw his living room on the other side, he walked through it and was inside another memory.
"Honey, I'm home!" He said walking inside.
"You wrecked our car!?" His wife, Stacey screamed at him as he closed the door behind him.
"Good afternoon to you too, darling."
"Don't 'darling' me, Aaron! I needed that car to get to and from school!" She was furious.
"Stace, you're taking night classes at the community college, I'll take you myself." He said apologetically.
"Don't say it like that! I wouldn't be going to community college if you could afford to send me to a real college."
"You can get a job, I told you that."
"But you told me, when we got married that you'd take care of me!"
"Am I not?" He was getting defensive now.
"Just putting a roof over my head isn't enough. I mean, you're a homicide detective for Christ's Sake!"
"I'm aware of that, the Captain says this new job will really turn things around for us. I might even get that promotion he mentioned a few months back." He was lying, there was no promotion.
"Aww, baby! Really!?" Stacey was ecstatic now. "That's great news! Then we can get the car fixed, no we can get a whole new car! You should make that stupid partner of yours, what's her name - Lisa?"
"Elisa." He corrected.
"Yeah, whatever. Have her fix it,she's the idiot who wrecked it after all."
"I'll tell her, baby. Now let's get something to eat." He said, trying to pacify her for another day. She ran to their room to get changed, he turned around to watch her but was brought right back to the landfill.
"Can we help you detective?" One of the helping forensic team members asked him.
"Yeah, I just wanted to know the scale of what we're going to be dealing with and if any of you found anything good."
"Well, we did find this card in one of the sets of legs we found."
"Where is it?"
"Right over here."
"Thank you, I appreciate that."
Sticking out of a pair of muddy cardigan pants was a bloodstained card only slightly visible.
"Take a picture of this really quick, I want to take the card." Borders ordered.
"Yes, sir."
FLASH!
Aaron took the card out of the pants and looked at it.
"Find anything good?" Elisa asked.
"'Club 23'."
"What's that?"
"That's for the dead to know and for us to find out." He said unlocking the car.
"How poetic of you." She opened her door and got in. "Do you think its here in town?"
"I'm not even sure." He put the car into reverse. "But its our job to find out."
Above them a crow stood perched on the power lines overhead, as he cleaned his talons - just over the scattered body parts and rotting food - in between the humming of electricity, it began to rain. Hard.
-Sir Jestro
The sun was beating down through the muggy air. The cicadas were buzzing from the distance and only the screeching of trains could be heard through them.
"Fuck this heat." Special Agent, Elisa Chang said sitting in the passenger seat of the patrol car. Aaron Borders was driving. "Tell me again why we have to have the ONLY car without A/C!"
"Because you totalled my car two weeks ago and those damn grease monkeys still haven't fixed it." The two of them argued like a married couple, but Aaron wasn't Elisa's type, he was too thin and she being a hefty woman, needed a man with some meat on his bones.
"I got the perp, didn't I?" She said, rubbing the top of her nose. She closed her eyes and rested her head against the head rest and let the hot summer breeze cool her.
"The ends did not justify the means, he was released on bail three days later." Aaron said, turning onto a back road. Dozens of garbage trucks were heading towards them. "They look like a god damn army."
Elisa opened her eyes.
"You're right, they do. I wonder how bad it is over there."
"We're about to find out." Borders took his walkie out and pressed it. "This is Car Eleven, arriving to scene."
"Roger that, Car Eleven. Make it quick will ya'? We're running low on donuts back here at the station." The radio voiced back at them.
"Copy that, Base." Borders said and put the walkie down.
The two of them were the laughing stock of the whole precinct, their antics were that of legends. They were referred to as the Dynamite Duo, because they were known for destroying any and everything in their path. Because of that they were now on a kind of probation and were taking the worst jobs that came into the city. Since they were still detectives they still had some authority but because the district was so small they were almost like the village idiots, even the Meter Maids would make wisecracks about them. Every family has its embarrassments.
Aaron turned into the landfill, driving very slow.
"Holy shit, this smells worse than any dumpster I've ever been to!" Chang covered her mouth and nose.
"The heat is probably making it worse." Aaron said coming to a stop. "They say showers are on the horizon. We might get rained out."
"That'd be just wonderful; covered in sweat AND garbage." Elisa rolled her window up.
The two of them got out of the car and walked to the forensic team working near them.
"What do we have today guys?" Borders asked.
"More than you could ever imagine, Detective Borders." One of the forensic team members told him. "We've had to call in three teams from the surrounding areas for help with this one."
"What do you mean? Are the conditions of the landfill too much for you guys?" Chang asked.
"No, its not that. This whole city is a fucking landfill." A different forensic team member said.
"Then what is it?" Borders asked.
"Its just..." The first forensic member started. He paused to try and find the right words. "There's too much here."
"So we're dealing with a serial killer?" Elisa asked all of them, including Aaron.
"Yes, on a massive level." The second forensic team member answered.
"A serial killer who dumps his bodies in the landfill. We should start with the employees of the Sanitation Department; Borders, make a grid of the landfill. If the landfill is sectioned off for different trucks we'll find the guy in no time." Chang said.
"Excuse me, Detective." The first forensic team member said. "I don't mean to steal your thunder, but before you go off and blow up this landfill you'd might want to take a better look at what you're dealing with."
"What am I missing?" She asked.
The forensic team motioned all around them.
"You're standing in it."
"What, this whole area?"
"No, this entire landfill is the crime scene. Like I said before, we've got four teams combing the whole thing. We've been finding dozens of bodies all morning, well that's not entirely correct."
"Which part?" Borders asked.
"We've been finding 'parts' all morning."
"So this has to be some kind of cult or something." Chang said more to herself this time.
"We aren't the detectives, we just deal with the dead people." He said and got back to work. Borders walked away, he wanted to see what each of the different teams was coming up with and if there were any other detectives on the case. If so, that wasn't good for Elisa and himself. They needed this job, it was their ticket back to a stable work life. As he walked he was swept up by a memory. He saw a door in the landfill and walked through it, as he did he was inside his boss' office.
"Captain. You wanted to speak with me, sir?" He stood at attention in front of the desk.
"Please, sit." The Captain offered.
"Thank you, sir."
"Borders. Aaron, I know you haven't been with us too long but you're an experienced man for your age."
"Thank you, sir." Borders said, bowing his head. He felt it in his gut that something bad was coming. The Captain stood up and began to pace around the room.
"When I was your age I wasn't even a detective, I still had six years before I'd make a name for myself." Borders didn't say anything. "You came with a flawless record, and frankly because of that I'm disappointed with you." The Captain looked out his second story window. He was a small stout man in his late fifties and in front of the window he resembled some kind of movie villain. "Those last three cases you and Chang have worked on haven't been good for our precinct and more so, haven't been good for you." He turned around. "Go home, get some rest. When you come back you'll get started on the next case that comes in, and for your job's sake I hope you don't fuck this one up."
The Captain sat down. "You can go."
"Thank you, sir." Aaron said, he felt like he wanted to vomit.
"Borders, one more thing." The Captain said. Aaron turned around. "I hope is all well with that young wife of yours." There it was, the death blow. Aaron smiled, thanked him and turned back to the door. He opened it and saw his living room on the other side, he walked through it and was inside another memory.
"Honey, I'm home!" He said walking inside.
"You wrecked our car!?" His wife, Stacey screamed at him as he closed the door behind him.
"Good afternoon to you too, darling."
"Don't 'darling' me, Aaron! I needed that car to get to and from school!" She was furious.
"Stace, you're taking night classes at the community college, I'll take you myself." He said apologetically.
"Don't say it like that! I wouldn't be going to community college if you could afford to send me to a real college."
"You can get a job, I told you that."
"But you told me, when we got married that you'd take care of me!"
"Am I not?" He was getting defensive now.
"Just putting a roof over my head isn't enough. I mean, you're a homicide detective for Christ's Sake!"
"I'm aware of that, the Captain says this new job will really turn things around for us. I might even get that promotion he mentioned a few months back." He was lying, there was no promotion.
"Aww, baby! Really!?" Stacey was ecstatic now. "That's great news! Then we can get the car fixed, no we can get a whole new car! You should make that stupid partner of yours, what's her name - Lisa?"
"Elisa." He corrected.
"Yeah, whatever. Have her fix it,she's the idiot who wrecked it after all."
"I'll tell her, baby. Now let's get something to eat." He said, trying to pacify her for another day. She ran to their room to get changed, he turned around to watch her but was brought right back to the landfill.
"Can we help you detective?" One of the helping forensic team members asked him.
"Yeah, I just wanted to know the scale of what we're going to be dealing with and if any of you found anything good."
"Well, we did find this card in one of the sets of legs we found."
"Where is it?"
"Right over here."
"Thank you, I appreciate that."
Sticking out of a pair of muddy cardigan pants was a bloodstained card only slightly visible.
"Take a picture of this really quick, I want to take the card." Borders ordered.
"Yes, sir."
FLASH!
Aaron took the card out of the pants and looked at it.
"Club 23""Here you go, bag it." He handed it back to the forensic team and walked back to his car. "You're all doing an excellent job!" He shouted as he passed each team on his way.
"Find anything good?" Elisa asked.
"'Club 23'."
"What's that?"
"That's for the dead to know and for us to find out." He said unlocking the car.
"How poetic of you." She opened her door and got in. "Do you think its here in town?"
"I'm not even sure." He put the car into reverse. "But its our job to find out."
Above them a crow stood perched on the power lines overhead, as he cleaned his talons - just over the scattered body parts and rotting food - in between the humming of electricity, it began to rain. Hard.
-Sir Jestro
See You in December
We walk these skeleton trees,
Pantomiming memories,
In a world grey and bengin,
But now its alive because you're mine,
Taste these pomegranate tears,
I'll have you once the dust has cleared,
Stay with me, we'll freeze the Earth,
I'll show you what my love is worth,
I'll see you in December,
When the ground is cold and white,
I'll fight so you'll remember,
And I'll scream with all my might.
-Sir Jestro
Pantomiming memories,
In a world grey and bengin,
But now its alive because you're mine,
Taste these pomegranate tears,
I'll have you once the dust has cleared,
Stay with me, we'll freeze the Earth,
I'll show you what my love is worth,
I'll see you in December,
When the ground is cold and white,
I'll fight so you'll remember,
And I'll scream with all my might.
-Sir Jestro
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Posts
