Monday, June 7, 2010

Suburbia Neopolitan


Since my surgery I am supposed to walk. The incision glares blue black, I suppose that red is only for the carnival moment of blood dancing with oxygen. I have stitches that they say will dissolve. How I wonder? Like cotton candy on the tongue? Like rain falling through the canopy towards hunger below? So, armed with a geeky red pedometer out I venture. Proud robins and fat bunnies hop around in the perfectly manicured grass. All of the homes are of a palette that makes me crave expensive Italian desserts. My ipod dies and I sing, "You've got to pick your Afro Daddy" loudly and off cadence and the old papery man washing his Cadillac looks at me as I have just smudged his car with my off pitch voice. I walk around and around the streets, in dizzying loops named for wild places that are far from these plains. I would like to live in a place with daring street names like Duel, Octopi, Gypsy, Nebula, Dryad. Actually I would like to live in a place where there is only one road and that is the one I live on.
The tiny swimming pool is crammed full of tiny kids in various floatable devices. Noodles, swimmies, ducks and whales all destined to deflate in landfills ever so colorfully. The mothers read chick lit and comment on their children's exceptional abilities. The fathers swim with their kids, I like them immensely more. Mostly, I look at people's gardens. They are, for the most part predictable. Although roses are irresistable regardless of their cliche history. I see lupine, lithe and regal. Irises that look like tiny palaces for Thumbelina with their furred golden mouths. Tiny pansies so insipid, so fragile I want to eat them. The poppies are my favorite, furred pods so primal alien, foliage like weeds and yet when they bloom they sway and bob like drunken countesses misbehaving in their indolent garish dresses. It is so hot that the blacktop smushes under my feet like cookie batter. The clouds oh so cumulus today, I see food chains, big fish eating littler ones. 5,304 steps today. Two days until I can walk along the beach.

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