Sure and Smoothed Over
Writhing, amongst the anomalies well kept taboo were the liquidy squirmings of flatworms and accordion legged millipedes. The anomaly stared at the small broken mirror above the sink; short cropped hair and azure eyes, a firm jaw line and tapering nose stared back at him. He pursed his lips and dipped his hand into the sink. The worms and millipedes wriggled as they became a part of the anomalies hand; smoothed over and sure, he thought.
His legs became whole as the rest of his body shuddered convulsively. Smoothed over and sure, he thought again. The demon had called him from the bowls of perdition and he was sure now, smoothed over in his three piece suit. He had purpose now and the freedom of human form overwhelmed him and he shook, "Double, double." he whispered as he tore in half becoming two, two anomalies, two in earthly companion and unearthly task. Identical, the suit tore and fell away in shreds. The anomalies grinned and shook hands with each other. "Pleased to meet you. " one said.
"The pleasure is all mine." the other replied. "Double, double, sure and smoothed over," they repeated in unison. The demon would be pleased, and in equal portions of joy, joy for the birth of their time they laughed and clapped each other on the back.
"Sure and smoothed over, sure and smoothed over," they repeated as they began to divide again. Near twilights edge the apartment complex hummed and a crowd of anomalies, spilling over into the streets, packed into the apartment building, were laughing and singing aloud.
"Sure and smoothed over." like the roar of a colossus.
submitted at 8:47pm
18 May 2010