As the clouds part and the sun glows a hazy auburn and crimson combination, the skies become sapphire and the entire earth glows a first day of spring glow. The glow cannot be expressed into the hearts of the unseeing, but molds into everyone that is blessed with its sight. This shine can’t be explained with words, or felt with any sense of feeling. Nothing matches up to its beauty, and those that are present under its reign are reminded of the hopeful day composed of new life that came one year before. Earth tones mix with violets and make up the exuberant colors seen all over this new spring day.
On this day a young man carries a single red rose to the doorstep of a greenish blue two story home. He carries this rose with a faceless expression, and a three ton weight in the depths of his chest. Just before the second knock, the door opens and an outline of an accustomed woman waves this young man in. Before he can shut the door behind him she walks away.
“I brought you a rose” he says, following the dark silhouette.
“I see that” replies a dull, monotone voice.
The young man hears her talking, but stops where he stands. This distant sound filled without emotion is foreign to the young man’s eardrums. He doesn’t recall the face behind that voice. It’s unlike any noise he’s heard in quite a while, and now that the outline spreads and the figure becomes visible in the dimly lit cracks of the drapery, he acknowledges that this is not the woman he was with just two days before. The pain behind that monotonous smile shows clear as the glass above the white paint of the window sill. The anger in her eyes gleam fiery and hot as a blue flame on the tip of a burning torch.
“I’m sorry” says the young man.
“No you’re not” follows that voice.
“How is he?”
“Not very good thanks to you” the burning voice whispers.
“I just came to say sorry. I guess I’ll just leave.”
Silence.
The young man turns to the door, setting the rose on this white window sill.
“Wait” the girl commands faintly.
“Why? You don’t want me here.”
Silence.
“I’ll stay, but only if you’re normal for five minutes.”
Silence.
It’s finally ruptured when the young man grabs at the girl, pulling her towards him, pressing her body tightly against his chest.
“I love you” he says.
Silence.
The emotionless expression on this young man’s face is morphed when all hope is pried from his bloody beaten knuckles and is replaced with a soft and irregular shaped red object, torn in two and left for the wild animals to feed on. He places the object where it belongs and locks it away, never to allow it be let loose again. This young man turns around and a hand grabs for his. One final kiss lasts fifteen seconds and he heads out the door and into his impala, never to return again.
In the pits of this impala, where no external sounds can pierce the darkly tinted windows or the dusty silver paint, a CD left in the deck plays beginning at track 1. Only the sound of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata poor out the speakers as the young man’s Impala floats across the pavement. This young man looks up into the eyes of a beautiful day and a faceless expression returns to his face. A euphoric look covers the pain and self-pity. Acceptance of what is and what will be shows through his sorrow.
As the clouds part and the sun glows a hazy auburn and crimson combination, the skies become sapphire and the entire earth glows a first day of spring glow. The glow cannot be expressed into the hearts of the unseeing, but molds into everyone that is blessed with its sight. This shine can’t be explained with words, or felt with any sense of feeling. Nothing matches up to its beauty, and those that are present under its reign are reminded of the hopeful day composed of new life that came one year before. Earth tones mix with violets and make up the exuberant colors seen all over this new spring day.
A stoplight turns from the green grass to yesterday’s yellow sun. Then, it turns to the glowing tint of this new spring day and the entire world halts. Residents are left frozen and cars are left on pause. Everything is silent except the sound of an engine accelerating as a dusty silver Impala with tinted windows drifts over the road. It doesn’t stop or slow down before the light. It doesn’t stop or slow down until passing this hazy auburn/crimson light. This floating silver Impala goes from zero to ninety degrees before coming to a complete stop with its wheels facing a hazy auburn and crimson son and a three ton semi truck pinned inside it.
No sounds pierce the darkly tinted windows or the dusty silver paint of the Impala. The screaming cannot penetrate the barriers of this scrap metal and the blaring sirens are on mute. Five minutes pass and the paramedics come to analyze the accident. They discover a faceless young man without expression. This young man’s chest is crushed against the pavement by the three ton semi truck and a CD in the deck is still repeating track 1. The young man is holding a soft and irregular shaped red object. What is left of his heart is found lying in this young man’s bloody and beaten hands.
Silence.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
My First Ride remix
She’s on that corner again. Stalking from a distance, I listen.
“Good for nothing cougar”, he kicks her. “Costing me money”
With bills at my cuticles, I walk. Alone, she hums in her bra and skirt. I touch her smooth, warm body, and see right through her.
Finally my first ride, I drive away slowly.
“Good for nothing cougar”, he kicks her. “Costing me money”
With bills at my cuticles, I walk. Alone, she hums in her bra and skirt. I touch her smooth, warm body, and see right through her.
Finally my first ride, I drive away slowly.
Monday, March 16, 2009
#105
#105. Stop what you are doing and listen for one minute. Write the thoughts you had during this activity.
A fire breathing dragon chases a miniature mouse in sub-zero temperatures. The dragon manuevers around large mountains covered in snow, ice bergs, and a blizzard that the mouse seems to be immune to. After days of sprinting, the mouse decides it's tired of running and turns around to face its foe. "YOU SHALL NOT PA-" and the mouse is burnt to a crisp. Moral of the story- avoid dragons.
A fire breathing dragon chases a miniature mouse in sub-zero temperatures. The dragon manuevers around large mountains covered in snow, ice bergs, and a blizzard that the mouse seems to be immune to. After days of sprinting, the mouse decides it's tired of running and turns around to face its foe. "YOU SHALL NOT PA-" and the mouse is burnt to a crisp. Moral of the story- avoid dragons.
My First Ride
She’s on that corner again. Stalking from a distance, I listen.
“Good for nothing cougar”, he kicks her. “Costing me money”
I start walking, money in hand. Alone, she hums in her bra and skirt.
My hand touches her smooth, warm body, and I see right through her.
She’s my first ride,
my first car.
Monday, March 9, 2009
An Average Day in Mrs. Hoekman's Class-Revised
an average day:
paper airplane
doodle in my notebook
boy with a runny nose
pencil
tardy slip
shouting from the hallway
an untied shoe
boring lecture
chalk on chalkboard
an unforgiving bladder
__And her.
her scent is locked into memory
__an early sunrise on a new spring day smell
____that flavorful hair speaks fluent love
____her smile etched into the back of my eyelids
__with every dream I am blessed with her sillhouette
__with every blink I am born again
____an immoral love that even I joke about
______this magnetic pull as we grow nearer
________the large hand ticks slowly around her
__________time is an artifact under her controlling
____yet
a podium stands as a mountain in my way
her diamond as an ocean
just another student
an average day
paper airplane
doodle in my notebook
boy with a runny nose
pencil
tardy slip
shouting from the hallway
an untied shoe
boring lecture
chalk on chalkboard
an unforgiving bladder
__And her.
her scent is locked into memory
__an early sunrise on a new spring day smell
____that flavorful hair speaks fluent love
____her smile etched into the back of my eyelids
__with every dream I am blessed with her sillhouette
__with every blink I am born again
____an immoral love that even I joke about
______this magnetic pull as we grow nearer
________the large hand ticks slowly around her
__________time is an artifact under her controlling
____yet
a podium stands as a mountain in my way
her diamond as an ocean
just another student
an average day
I Love You
Love
it’s just a four letter word for how much I Hate you
with your disgustingly soft skin
your hair, brown like rotted tree bark
and your eyes its dirt stained cousins
I’m sick of the way you’re always grinning
smiling at the crappy jokes I wipe my ass on
following every sentence with that stupid giggle
the taste of your pine flavored breath gags my lungs
your sight alone punches me in the kidney
and a single waft from that engaging perfume is all I need to slip into a deadly coma
your tongue’s too wet
your hair’s too soft
I hope you know I ralphed my colon the last time your supple lips touched mine
I hate the feelings you give me as much as
I hate a flock of birds gathering on a cool autumn day, when every tree no longer conforms breaking off into beauty, and the animals collect nature’s garbage recycling in their own way. I hate you almost as I hate the early crimson sunset mixing with the velvety sun, the trees that bend with the breeze, and the grass that sways along. I hate you like a juniper hates the cold and a bird hates the juniper berries. Like the bee hates the flower and the flower hates it back
I wish I could tell you how much I Hate you,
But
It’s so much easier just to tell you, “I Love You”
it’s just a four letter word for how much I Hate you
with your disgustingly soft skin
your hair, brown like rotted tree bark
and your eyes its dirt stained cousins
I’m sick of the way you’re always grinning
smiling at the crappy jokes I wipe my ass on
following every sentence with that stupid giggle
the taste of your pine flavored breath gags my lungs
your sight alone punches me in the kidney
and a single waft from that engaging perfume is all I need to slip into a deadly coma
your tongue’s too wet
your hair’s too soft
I hope you know I ralphed my colon the last time your supple lips touched mine
I hate the feelings you give me as much as
I hate a flock of birds gathering on a cool autumn day, when every tree no longer conforms breaking off into beauty, and the animals collect nature’s garbage recycling in their own way. I hate you almost as I hate the early crimson sunset mixing with the velvety sun, the trees that bend with the breeze, and the grass that sways along. I hate you like a juniper hates the cold and a bird hates the juniper berries. Like the bee hates the flower and the flower hates it back
I wish I could tell you how much I Hate you,
But
It’s so much easier just to tell you, “I Love You”
Monday, February 23, 2009
The Entrance Door
your mouth stretches
inviting me in as a hunter invites a doe
depressing my hunger
then forcing something small into the back of my head
your long throat
able to swallow me whole. choking
choking on the many deer you devour
your stomach regurgitates me
the acids eat away at my flesh
too much of me to finish so you chew me little at a time. yet
you spat me back out confused and exhausted
as you do everyday. knowing
knowing that I will be caught by your trap again tommorrow
inviting me in as a hunter invites a doe
depressing my hunger
then forcing something small into the back of my head
your long throat
able to swallow me whole. choking
choking on the many deer you devour
your stomach regurgitates me
the acids eat away at my flesh
too much of me to finish so you chew me little at a time. yet
you spat me back out confused and exhausted
as you do everyday. knowing
knowing that I will be caught by your trap again tommorrow
An Average Day in Mrs. Hoekman's Class
An Average Day in Mrs. Hoekman’s Class
an average day
paper airplane
doodle in my notebook
boy with a runny nose
pencil
tardy slip
shouting from the hallway
untied shoe
boring lecture
chalk on chalkboard
unforgiving bladder
And her.
her scent is locked into memory
that flavorful hair speaks fluent love
a smile etched into the back of my eyelids
the grin that blesses my fantasies
the large hand ticks slowly around her
time is an artifact under her controlling
yet
a podium stands as a mountain in my way
her diamond as an ocean
heart broken student
an average day
an average day
paper airplane
doodle in my notebook
boy with a runny nose
pencil
tardy slip
shouting from the hallway
untied shoe
boring lecture
chalk on chalkboard
unforgiving bladder
And her.
her scent is locked into memory
that flavorful hair speaks fluent love
a smile etched into the back of my eyelids
the grin that blesses my fantasies
the large hand ticks slowly around her
time is an artifact under her controlling
yet
a podium stands as a mountain in my way
her diamond as an ocean
heart broken student
an average day
Thursday, February 19, 2009
is it a sin?
while she’s on that corner again
I stalk from a distance
Slipping into my usual thoughts
I stair
in my dreams she’s mine
I rub against her smooth body
To feel so soft
I touch
she knows not of this attention
i see how she’s treated
A gazing few upon the night
I tear
Sooth humming close to my ear
I look into her
Nd see right through
I know
growing warm as my hand slides down
I remove her bra
Skirt comes next
I smile
she gives me a ride
I go inside of her
To fill her completely soon
I scream
He calls her a cougar
I call her my own
Soon her owner appears
I awake
While she’s on that corner again
I walk to her, money in hand
The price tag on her bumper reads cheap
I purchase
I stalk from a distance
Slipping into my usual thoughts
I stair
in my dreams she’s mine
I rub against her smooth body
To feel so soft
I touch
she knows not of this attention
i see how she’s treated
A gazing few upon the night
I tear
Sooth humming close to my ear
I look into her
Nd see right through
I know
growing warm as my hand slides down
I remove her bra
Skirt comes next
I smile
she gives me a ride
I go inside of her
To fill her completely soon
I scream
He calls her a cougar
I call her my own
Soon her owner appears
I awake
While she’s on that corner again
I walk to her, money in hand
The price tag on her bumper reads cheap
I purchase
Monday, February 9, 2009
A Revised Car Wreck
[The scene starts with what looks like the aftermath of a car wreck. Through the rubble a slight movement occurs as ABRAHAM lifts the car door off of him and stands up with a completely content look on his face.]
JERRY
[shouting] OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OKAY?
[JERRY enters through stage R. ABRAHAM looks annoyed at his shouting]
ABRAHAM
Seriously dude? I’m standing like four feet away from you. Do you have to yell?
JERRY
[still nearly yelling] You just got hit by that car! How are you standing?!?!
ABRAHAM
[shrugs shoulders] Uhuh?
JERRY
[voice softer but very quick and panicky] Is there anything I can do for you?
ABRAHAM
A beer would be nice.
JERRY
No [pause] How old are you?
ABRAHAM
18
JERRY
There’s no way I’m getting you a beer. Do you want anything else? A pillow? A wrench?
ABRAHAM
Why would I want a wrench?
[ASHLEY enters from stage L shouting and interrupting ABRAHAM]
ASHLEY
OH MY.. WHAT THE.. WHAT HAPPENED?
ABRAHAM
[annoyed] You too?
JERRY
This man was just hit by that car!
ABRAHAM
[more aggravated] Seriously. What is with all this yelling?
ASHLEY
[worried] My god. Are you okay?!
ABRAHAM
I’d be fine if everyone would just stop screaming.
JERRY
He’s right the worst thing we can do now is panic. I took a lesson on assessing the situation while studying to be an EMT. Lets just wait a moment and take in what just happened. My name is Jerry Streigle what’s your name?
ASHLEY
Oh my god! Are you on fire?!?!
ABRAHAM
Oh that?
[ABRAHAM turns around revealing the flame on the back of his shirt.]
JERRY
Oh no! We have to put it out! [JERRY keeps talking as ASHLEY runs off stage searching frantically. Metal clings and chains rattle.] The first rule you learn while studying to be an EMT is to calm any individual involved in the incident… The second is to put out any fires or chemical burns using the precise technique.
ABRAHAM
Oh? What’s that?
JERRY
What’s what?
ABRAHAM
The precise technique.
JERRY
Oh, I don’t know. I’m not a doctor.
ABRAHAM
I thought you said you were an EMT?
JERRY
No [laughing under his breath] I said I studied to be an EMT. I’m a teacher.
[ASHLEY stumbles by covered in garbage stumbling over what looks like a black tube]
ABRAHAM
That’s cool what do you teach?
JERRY
I teach health.
[looking extremely confused]
ABRAHAM
[pause] Shouldn’t you know how to put out the flame then?
JERRY
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ha ha haaaa!
[ending with a high pitch sigh.]
[ABRAHAM still looks confused and there‘s another pause. This time ending with awkward silence. After a couple seconds JERRY is still smiling and ABRAHAM is looking at his feet, scratching them against each other.]
JERRY
Sooo.. How bout that fire huh? Wow. Bet that burns. [starring at flame]
ABRAHAM
My eyes are up here you know.
JERRY
Well I mean.. We should really be doing something.
ABRAHAM
Yeah, I’m on fire, but who isn’t every now and then.
JERRY
Wait.. Is that a hospital? Lets just go there.
[JERRY points at the nearest building which is not 5 feet away. A light turns on revealing a hospital.]
ABRAHAM
Okay, fine.
[The stage goes dark and a sign saying 20 minutes later is held up. When the lights go back on both JERRY and ABRAHAM are in the exact same place and haven‘t moved.]
JERRY
You think we should g…
[interrupting]
ABRAHAM
Yeah. We should probably go now.
[JERRY and ABRAHAM walk to the hospital. JERRY stops in front as ABRAHAM goes in. They make eye contact and wave as ABRAHAM slowly enters walking backwards.]
JERRY
I’ll be waiting for you!
[raising hands as though to say goodbye. Then looking down at feet sadly. JERRY walks to a seat and sits down. The stage slowly goes dark and the same sign is in front again. When the lights finally come on MRS. THOMPSOM is sitting by JERRY. Both look sad and depressed. JERRY is whimpering.]
[entering from hospital]
THE DOCTOR
[very serious tone] I have some good news and some bad news.
MRS. THOMPSON
I could go for some good news.
THE DOCTOR
[excited] I just saved a bunch of money on car insurance by switching to Geico!
JERRY
[sniffling] And the bad news?
[making eye contact with JERRY]
THE DOCTOR
I’m sorry... Your husband is dead Mrs. Thompson.
[JERRY starts bawling uncontrollably as THE DOCTOR turns around and starts walking in.]
MRS. THOMPSON
[complaining] Hey! I’m Mrs. Thompson!
[turning around]
THE DOCTOR
Oh, sorry. Your husband is dead. [continues walking]
[JERRY stops crying and starts to whimper. MRS. THOMPSON is joining him.]
JERRY
Wait! Sir!
THE DOCTOR
[smiling] Yes?
JERRY
What about my friend? The one from the crash?
THE DOCTOR
Oh, he just had a bad case of someone being on fire. The precise technique in putting him out was applied. He’s completely fine and will be joining you out here shortly.
JERRY
Oh? What’s that?
THE DOCTOR
What’s what?
JERRY
The precise technique.
THE DOCTOR
Oh, I don’t know. I’m not a doctor.
[THE DOCTOR walks back inside the building. JERRY’s confusion disappears as he shrugs his shoulders, gets up and begins smiling profoundly. As he becomes over joyous MRS. THOMPSON simultaneously grows louder with her sobs until she is now sobbing immensely.]
ABRAHAM
Jerry?! Is that you?
JERRY
Hey!.. You.
ABRAHAM
My name’s ABRAHAM by the way.
JERRY
ABRAHAM.. [girlish sigh] Hey ABRAHAM! How are you?
ABRAHAM
I’m sorry I was a jerk before. I was just all heated up at the moment.
JERRY
It’s okay. I understand.
[ABRAHAM and JERRY start walking away slowly.]
ABRAHAM
[pause] Jerry?
JERRY
Yes ABRAHAM?
ABRAHAM
Thanks for being a friend.
JERRY
It was my pleasure ABRAHAM.
[as JERRY and ABRAHAM continue walking away, the lights fade slowly. Out of nowhere ASHLEY comes running on stage covered in garbage and torn clothing. The lights become bright again. She appears dirty and is carrying a bucket marked water. ASHLEY runs up to ABRAHAM]
[yelling]
ASHLEY
I got it!
[ASHLEY pours the contaminants of the bucket onto ABRAHAM and the lights go black.]
JERRY
[shouting] OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OKAY?
[JERRY enters through stage R. ABRAHAM looks annoyed at his shouting]
ABRAHAM
Seriously dude? I’m standing like four feet away from you. Do you have to yell?
JERRY
[still nearly yelling] You just got hit by that car! How are you standing?!?!
ABRAHAM
[shrugs shoulders] Uhuh?
JERRY
[voice softer but very quick and panicky] Is there anything I can do for you?
ABRAHAM
A beer would be nice.
JERRY
No [pause] How old are you?
ABRAHAM
18
JERRY
There’s no way I’m getting you a beer. Do you want anything else? A pillow? A wrench?
ABRAHAM
Why would I want a wrench?
[ASHLEY enters from stage L shouting and interrupting ABRAHAM]
ASHLEY
OH MY.. WHAT THE.. WHAT HAPPENED?
ABRAHAM
[annoyed] You too?
JERRY
This man was just hit by that car!
ABRAHAM
[more aggravated] Seriously. What is with all this yelling?
ASHLEY
[worried] My god. Are you okay?!
ABRAHAM
I’d be fine if everyone would just stop screaming.
JERRY
He’s right the worst thing we can do now is panic. I took a lesson on assessing the situation while studying to be an EMT. Lets just wait a moment and take in what just happened. My name is Jerry Streigle what’s your name?
ASHLEY
Oh my god! Are you on fire?!?!
ABRAHAM
Oh that?
[ABRAHAM turns around revealing the flame on the back of his shirt.]
JERRY
Oh no! We have to put it out! [JERRY keeps talking as ASHLEY runs off stage searching frantically. Metal clings and chains rattle.] The first rule you learn while studying to be an EMT is to calm any individual involved in the incident… The second is to put out any fires or chemical burns using the precise technique.
ABRAHAM
Oh? What’s that?
JERRY
What’s what?
ABRAHAM
The precise technique.
JERRY
Oh, I don’t know. I’m not a doctor.
ABRAHAM
I thought you said you were an EMT?
JERRY
No [laughing under his breath] I said I studied to be an EMT. I’m a teacher.
[ASHLEY stumbles by covered in garbage stumbling over what looks like a black tube]
ABRAHAM
That’s cool what do you teach?
JERRY
I teach health.
[looking extremely confused]
ABRAHAM
[pause] Shouldn’t you know how to put out the flame then?
JERRY
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ha ha haaaa!
[ending with a high pitch sigh.]
[ABRAHAM still looks confused and there‘s another pause. This time ending with awkward silence. After a couple seconds JERRY is still smiling and ABRAHAM is looking at his feet, scratching them against each other.]
JERRY
Sooo.. How bout that fire huh? Wow. Bet that burns. [starring at flame]
ABRAHAM
My eyes are up here you know.
JERRY
Well I mean.. We should really be doing something.
ABRAHAM
Yeah, I’m on fire, but who isn’t every now and then.
JERRY
Wait.. Is that a hospital? Lets just go there.
[JERRY points at the nearest building which is not 5 feet away. A light turns on revealing a hospital.]
ABRAHAM
Okay, fine.
[The stage goes dark and a sign saying 20 minutes later is held up. When the lights go back on both JERRY and ABRAHAM are in the exact same place and haven‘t moved.]
JERRY
You think we should g…
[interrupting]
ABRAHAM
Yeah. We should probably go now.
[JERRY and ABRAHAM walk to the hospital. JERRY stops in front as ABRAHAM goes in. They make eye contact and wave as ABRAHAM slowly enters walking backwards.]
JERRY
I’ll be waiting for you!
[raising hands as though to say goodbye. Then looking down at feet sadly. JERRY walks to a seat and sits down. The stage slowly goes dark and the same sign is in front again. When the lights finally come on MRS. THOMPSOM is sitting by JERRY. Both look sad and depressed. JERRY is whimpering.]
[entering from hospital]
THE DOCTOR
[very serious tone] I have some good news and some bad news.
MRS. THOMPSON
I could go for some good news.
THE DOCTOR
[excited] I just saved a bunch of money on car insurance by switching to Geico!
JERRY
[sniffling] And the bad news?
[making eye contact with JERRY]
THE DOCTOR
I’m sorry... Your husband is dead Mrs. Thompson.
[JERRY starts bawling uncontrollably as THE DOCTOR turns around and starts walking in.]
MRS. THOMPSON
[complaining] Hey! I’m Mrs. Thompson!
[turning around]
THE DOCTOR
Oh, sorry. Your husband is dead. [continues walking]
[JERRY stops crying and starts to whimper. MRS. THOMPSON is joining him.]
JERRY
Wait! Sir!
THE DOCTOR
[smiling] Yes?
JERRY
What about my friend? The one from the crash?
THE DOCTOR
Oh, he just had a bad case of someone being on fire. The precise technique in putting him out was applied. He’s completely fine and will be joining you out here shortly.
JERRY
Oh? What’s that?
THE DOCTOR
What’s what?
JERRY
The precise technique.
THE DOCTOR
Oh, I don’t know. I’m not a doctor.
[THE DOCTOR walks back inside the building. JERRY’s confusion disappears as he shrugs his shoulders, gets up and begins smiling profoundly. As he becomes over joyous MRS. THOMPSON simultaneously grows louder with her sobs until she is now sobbing immensely.]
ABRAHAM
Jerry?! Is that you?
JERRY
Hey!.. You.
ABRAHAM
My name’s ABRAHAM by the way.
JERRY
ABRAHAM.. [girlish sigh] Hey ABRAHAM! How are you?
ABRAHAM
I’m sorry I was a jerk before. I was just all heated up at the moment.
JERRY
It’s okay. I understand.
[ABRAHAM and JERRY start walking away slowly.]
ABRAHAM
[pause] Jerry?
JERRY
Yes ABRAHAM?
ABRAHAM
Thanks for being a friend.
JERRY
It was my pleasure ABRAHAM.
[as JERRY and ABRAHAM continue walking away, the lights fade slowly. Out of nowhere ASHLEY comes running on stage covered in garbage and torn clothing. The lights become bright again. She appears dirty and is carrying a bucket marked water. ASHLEY runs up to ABRAHAM]
[yelling]
ASHLEY
I got it!
[ASHLEY pours the contaminants of the bucket onto ABRAHAM and the lights go black.]
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
the car wreck
[The scene starts with what looks like the aftermath of a car wreck. Through the rubble a slight movement occurs as JOHN lifts the car door off of him and stands up with a completely content look on his face.]
JERRY
[JERRY enters through stage R. JOHN looks annoyed at his shouting]
[still nearly yelling] You just got hit by that car! How are you standing?!?!
JOHN
[shrugs shoulders] Uhuh?
JERRY
[voice softer but very quick and panicky] Is there anything I can do for you?
JOHN
A beer would be nice.
JERRY
No [pause] How old are you?
JOHN
18
JERRY
There’s no way I’m getting you a beer. Do you want anything else? A pillow? A wrench?
JOHN
Why would I want a wrench?
[ASHLEY enters from stage L shouting and interrupting JOHN]
ASHLEY
OH MY.. WHAT THE.. WHAT HAPPENED?
JOHN
[annoyed] You too?
JERRY
This man was just hit by that car!
JOHN
[more aggravated] Seriously. What is with all this yelling?
ASHLEY
[worried] My god. Are you okay?!
JOHN
I’d be fine if everyone would just stop screaming.
JERRY
He’s right the worst thing we can do now is panic. I took a lesson on assessing the situation while studying to be an EMT. Lets just wait a moment and take in what just happened. My name is Jerry Streigle what’s your name?
ASHLEY
Oh my god! Are you on fire?!?!
JOHN
Oh that?
JERRY
Oh no! We have to put it out! [JERRY keeps talking as ASHLEY runs off stage searching frantically. Metal clings and chains rattle.] The first rule you learn while studying to be an EMT is to calm any individual involved in the incident… The second is to put out any fires or chemical burns using the precise technique.
JOHN
Oh? What’s that?
JERRY
What’s what?
JOHN
The precise technique.
JERRY
Oh, I don’t know. I’m not a doctor.
JOHN
I thought you said you were an EMT?
JERRY
No [laughing under his breath] I said I studied to be an EMT. I’m a teacher.
[ASHLEY stumbles by covered in garbage stumbling over what looks like a black tube]
JOHN
That’s cool what do you teach?
JERRY
I teach health.
[looking extremely confused]
JOHN
[pause] Shouldn’t you know how to put out the flame then?
JERRY
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ha ha haaaa!
[ending with a high pitch sigh.]
[JOHN still looks confused and there‘s another pause. This time ending with awkward silence. After a couple seconds JERRY is still smiling and JOHN is looking at his feet, scratching them against each other.]
JERRY
Sooo.. How bout that fire huh? Wow. Bet that burns. [starring at flame]
JOHN
My eyes are up here you know.
JERRY
Well I mean.. We should really be doing something.
JOHN
Yeah, I’m on fire, but who isn’t every now and then.
JERRY
Wait.. Is that a hospital? Lets just go there.
[JERRY points at the nearest building which is not 5 feet away. A light turns on revealing a hospital.]
JOHN
Okay, fine.
[The stage goes dark and a sign saying 20 minutes later is held up. When the lights go back on both JERRY and JOHN are in the exact same place and haven‘t moved.]
JERRY
You think we should g…
[interupting]
JOHN
Yeah. We should probably go now.
[JERRY and JOHN walk to the hospital. JERRY stops in front as JOHN goes in. They make eye contact and wave as JOHN slowly enters walking backweards.]
JERRY
I’ll be waiting for you!
[raising hands as though to say goodbye. Then looking down at feet sadly. JERRY walks to a seat and sits down. The stage slowly goes dark and the same sign is in front again. When the lights finally come on MRS. THOMPSOM is sitting by JERRY. Both look sad and depressed. JERRY is whimpering.]
[entering from hospital]
THE DOCTOR
[very serious tone] I have some good news and some bad news.
MRS. THOMPSON
I could go for some good news.
THE DOCTOR
[excited] I just saved a bunch of money on car insurance by switching to Geico!
JERRY
[sniffling] And the bad news?
[making eye contact with JERRY]
THE DOCTOR
I’m sorry... Your husband is dead Mrs. Thompson.
[JERRY starts bawling uncontrollably as THE DOCTOR turns around and starts walking in.]
MRS. THOMPSON
[complaining] Hey! I’m Mrs. Thompson!
[turning around]
THE DOCTOR
Oh, sorry. Your husband is dead. [continues walking]
[JERRY stops crying and starts to whimper. MRS. THOMPSON is joining him.]
JERRY
Wait! Sir!
THE DOCTOR
[smiling] Yes?
JERRY
What about my friend? The one from the crash?
THE DOCTOR
Oh, he just had a bad case of someone being on fire. The precise technique in putting him out was applied. He’s completely fine and will be joining you out here shortly.
JERRY
Oh? What’s that?
THE DOCTOR
What’s what?
JERRY
The precise technique.
THE DOCTOR
Oh, I don’t know. I’m not a doctor.
[THE DOCTOR walks back inside the building. JERRY’s confusion disappears as he shrugs his shoulders, gets up and begins smiling profoundly. As he becomes over joyous MRS. THOMPSON simultaneously grows louder with her sobs until she is now sobbing immensely.]
JOHN
Jerry?! Is that you?
JERRY
Hey!.. You.
JOHN
My name’s John by the way.
JERRY
John.. [girlish sigh] Hey John! How are you?
JOHN
I’m sorry I was a jerk before. I was just all heated up at the moment.
JERRY
It’s okay. I understand.
[JOHN and JERRY start walking away slowly.]
JOHN
[pause] Jerry?
JERRY
Yes John?
JOHN
Thanks for being a friend.
JERRY
It was my pleasure John.
[as JERRY and JOHN continue walking away, the lights fade slowly. Out of nowhere ASHLEY comes running on stage covered in garbage and torn clothing. The lights become bright again. She appears dirty and is carrying a bucket. ASHLEY runs up to JOHN]
[yelling]
ASHLEY
I got it!
[ASHLEY pours the contaminants of the bucket onto JOHN and the lights go black.]
JERRY
[shouting] OH MY GOD! ARE YOU OKAY?
[JERRY enters through stage R. JOHN looks annoyed at his shouting]
JOHN
Seriously dude? I’m standing like four feet away from you. Do you have to yell?
JERRYSeriously dude? I’m standing like four feet away from you. Do you have to yell?
[still nearly yelling] You just got hit by that car! How are you standing?!?!
JOHN
[shrugs shoulders] Uhuh?
JERRY
[voice softer but very quick and panicky] Is there anything I can do for you?
JOHN
A beer would be nice.
JERRY
No [pause] How old are you?
JOHN
18
JERRY
There’s no way I’m getting you a beer. Do you want anything else? A pillow? A wrench?
JOHN
Why would I want a wrench?
[ASHLEY enters from stage L shouting and interrupting JOHN]
ASHLEY
OH MY.. WHAT THE.. WHAT HAPPENED?
JOHN
[annoyed] You too?
JERRY
This man was just hit by that car!
JOHN
[more aggravated] Seriously. What is with all this yelling?
ASHLEY
[worried] My god. Are you okay?!
JOHN
I’d be fine if everyone would just stop screaming.
JERRY
He’s right the worst thing we can do now is panic. I took a lesson on assessing the situation while studying to be an EMT. Lets just wait a moment and take in what just happened. My name is Jerry Streigle what’s your name?
ASHLEY
Oh my god! Are you on fire?!?!
JOHN
Oh that?
JERRY
Oh no! We have to put it out! [JERRY keeps talking as ASHLEY runs off stage searching frantically. Metal clings and chains rattle.] The first rule you learn while studying to be an EMT is to calm any individual involved in the incident… The second is to put out any fires or chemical burns using the precise technique.
JOHN
Oh? What’s that?
JERRY
What’s what?
JOHN
The precise technique.
JERRY
Oh, I don’t know. I’m not a doctor.
JOHN
I thought you said you were an EMT?
JERRY
No [laughing under his breath] I said I studied to be an EMT. I’m a teacher.
[ASHLEY stumbles by covered in garbage stumbling over what looks like a black tube]
JOHN
That’s cool what do you teach?
JERRY
I teach health.
[looking extremely confused]
JOHN
[pause] Shouldn’t you know how to put out the flame then?
JERRY
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Ha ha haaaa!
[ending with a high pitch sigh.]
[JOHN still looks confused and there‘s another pause. This time ending with awkward silence. After a couple seconds JERRY is still smiling and JOHN is looking at his feet, scratching them against each other.]
JERRY
Sooo.. How bout that fire huh? Wow. Bet that burns. [starring at flame]
JOHN
My eyes are up here you know.
JERRY
Well I mean.. We should really be doing something.
JOHN
Yeah, I’m on fire, but who isn’t every now and then.
JERRY
Wait.. Is that a hospital? Lets just go there.
[JERRY points at the nearest building which is not 5 feet away. A light turns on revealing a hospital.]
JOHN
Okay, fine.
[The stage goes dark and a sign saying 20 minutes later is held up. When the lights go back on both JERRY and JOHN are in the exact same place and haven‘t moved.]
JERRY
You think we should g…
[interupting]
JOHN
Yeah. We should probably go now.
[JERRY and JOHN walk to the hospital. JERRY stops in front as JOHN goes in. They make eye contact and wave as JOHN slowly enters walking backweards.]
JERRY
I’ll be waiting for you!
[raising hands as though to say goodbye. Then looking down at feet sadly. JERRY walks to a seat and sits down. The stage slowly goes dark and the same sign is in front again. When the lights finally come on MRS. THOMPSOM is sitting by JERRY. Both look sad and depressed. JERRY is whimpering.]
[entering from hospital]
THE DOCTOR
[very serious tone] I have some good news and some bad news.
MRS. THOMPSON
I could go for some good news.
THE DOCTOR
[excited] I just saved a bunch of money on car insurance by switching to Geico!
JERRY
[sniffling] And the bad news?
[making eye contact with JERRY]
THE DOCTOR
I’m sorry... Your husband is dead Mrs. Thompson.
[JERRY starts bawling uncontrollably as THE DOCTOR turns around and starts walking in.]
MRS. THOMPSON
[complaining] Hey! I’m Mrs. Thompson!
[turning around]
THE DOCTOR
Oh, sorry. Your husband is dead. [continues walking]
[JERRY stops crying and starts to whimper. MRS. THOMPSON is joining him.]
JERRY
Wait! Sir!
THE DOCTOR
[smiling] Yes?
JERRY
What about my friend? The one from the crash?
THE DOCTOR
Oh, he just had a bad case of someone being on fire. The precise technique in putting him out was applied. He’s completely fine and will be joining you out here shortly.
JERRY
Oh? What’s that?
THE DOCTOR
What’s what?
JERRY
The precise technique.
THE DOCTOR
Oh, I don’t know. I’m not a doctor.
[THE DOCTOR walks back inside the building. JERRY’s confusion disappears as he shrugs his shoulders, gets up and begins smiling profoundly. As he becomes over joyous MRS. THOMPSON simultaneously grows louder with her sobs until she is now sobbing immensely.]
JOHN
Jerry?! Is that you?
JERRY
Hey!.. You.
JOHN
My name’s John by the way.
JERRY
John.. [girlish sigh] Hey John! How are you?
JOHN
I’m sorry I was a jerk before. I was just all heated up at the moment.
JERRY
It’s okay. I understand.
[JOHN and JERRY start walking away slowly.]
JOHN
[pause] Jerry?
JERRY
Yes John?
JOHN
Thanks for being a friend.
JERRY
It was my pleasure John.
[as JERRY and JOHN continue walking away, the lights fade slowly. Out of nowhere ASHLEY comes running on stage covered in garbage and torn clothing. The lights become bright again. She appears dirty and is carrying a bucket. ASHLEY runs up to JOHN]
[yelling]
ASHLEY
I got it!
[ASHLEY pours the contaminants of the bucket onto JOHN and the lights go black.]
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