When my dog is tired of hearing me talk

he pretends to fall asleep

and he fake snores

to add a touch

of realism

to his Performance Art

So.

I

talk to my friend

Edgar

instead.

 

Edgar

is

a fully articulated fake skeleton

I keep in the  closet

near my front door

surrounded by my jackets,

and my hockey stick

with a wicked sharp blade.

 

Edgar is fake, he is not real.

He was never alive.

If you say it enough times

you’ll believe it is true.

Eventually.

RDP Wednesday – ARTICULATE