Pinball Johnny
Today Johnny woke up in a pinball machine. Fast and deteriorated.
To slow down. To stop. To wait. Johnny begged Krystal to relearn these talents impoverished by the death of time. But she didn’t, or couldn’t. Not for him, and not for the traffic lights of Red Creek City. Her red sports car sped out of the driveway and it was the rlast time he saw either her or it in one piece. Her head through the windshield, they said. Pavement smeared with tinted glass and Italian engineering, they said. Parts he used to touch, he told them. The pigs came to his door that same afternoon. Entirely her fault, they said. Entered the busy intersection at over two hundred.
Accelerate a process and determine its efficiency, Officer Blake scribbled in his book. Slow down a process and peer into its heartbreaking beauty.
Today Johnny woke up in a pinball machine. He was left with nothing but speed and shards of alpha romeo.
To slow down. To stop. To wait. Johnny begged Krystal to relearn these talents impoverished by the death of time. But she didn’t, or couldn’t. Not for him, and not for the traffic lights of Red Creek City. Her red sports car sped out of the driveway and it was the rlast time he saw either her or it in one piece. Her head through the windshield, they said. Pavement smeared with tinted glass and Italian engineering, they said. Parts he used to touch, he told them. The pigs came to his door that same afternoon. Entirely her fault, they said. Entered the busy intersection at over two hundred.
Accelerate a process and determine its efficiency, Officer Blake scribbled in his book. Slow down a process and peer into its heartbreaking beauty.
Today Johnny woke up in a pinball machine. He was left with nothing but speed and shards of alpha romeo.
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