Bear skin boots

I feel water pull from behind my feet and seep into my shoe. A small stream runs over the smooth concrete ground. About 20 feet away an old fashioned bath tub is centre stage.

The water moves all around as though moving to the bath tub’s plug hole itself. Small pieces of plaster are pulled into the torrent.

After a slight jolt the bath tub begins to levitate and a small bowl of plaster begins to support it.

As if summoned by aliens the stream forms a waterfall,  back through the ceiling and the bathtub and bowl follow it. The bowl merges with the ceiling. It looks pretty ugly but it starts to even itself out.

I turn my body and lean towards the bar as my legs catch the weight of my body over and over until I am slouched at a polished stone counter.

The bar man puts an empty tumbler on the surface. He briefly covers it with a silk sheet revealing a clear liquid afterwards.

I lift it to my lips.

Was I dressed like a vodka and tonic kind of man? It didn’t matter.

I go upstairs and outside since I am beckoned by the sort of fresh air that is better than water.

I lean against the wall and admire the reflections of the traffic lights then ruin the scenery with some cathartic littering.

Purple Strand of Gold

Once a purple strand of gold appeared in space. This space strand turned into the world. That world quickly spun into the Sun. Once the Sun had eaten it all we went to the village in the world. It was really really hot. I couldn’t make up my mind whether it was okay to take my shorts off but I did it anyway. We could not find any water or pieces of shrubbery. It was probably too hot for them. When we were really thirsty we resorted to eating sand because the sea might have been on it. Although salty it was better than nothing. Then I read my book and as it turns out it was in fact worse than nothing. Well that’s not so bad as the sand didn’t have water on anyway. In future I will remember to bring a water bottle when visiting this place.