The mind of time (orig.)
From Infictive
Connie's rest is disturbed by sound of a butterfly's wings on the breeze. It sounds unnatural to her and she gives it the evil eye as only she can. She thinks to disarm it to save herself some trouble later, after it has had a few drinks. As she starts to move, her equilibrium goes haywire and she falls to the ceiling. She writhes in pain as all of her nerve synapses fire at once and then goes limp, banging her shin on a wall sconce on the way by. Her eyes roll back into her head as she goes into a dreaming wake. Budd sitting at a round table playing cards with several suits and ties, no people, just the suits and ties. A squirrel grasping one blade of grass in its little paws. Two men climbing the flagpole in front of the Oil for the Loyal headquarters. Budd grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her with soybean hands. A ghostly giant face speaking in tongues. An elderly ape with lower back pain and an enlarged prostate. A biscuit floats in the river like it has something to say, but is too shy. Savage flowers from another planet. The lost chord. The mind of time.
