Purple Piano, Pink Elephants
- 2/22/25
Your Best Friends Journal
Love, Mom
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Purple Piano, PINK Elephants
Willy Nilly( anchored to the floor, drinking watermelon moonshine, gifted by Fire Paul(the truest of friends) all the way down from Centerjurk, Tn 37033 the land of pearls and hopes. )
Willy Nilly: (hair down, reddish brown top of curls blackish at bottom longer than usually because he can’t afford a haircut anymore, lipstick stained red like a whore in church, in which making his lips a bit “Too Much” )
(Enter’s scene by the sea Willy Nilly sits and stairs blankly into the gushing waves of semblance, a presumptuously beautiful homeless man and or traveler watches from above;
Willy Nilly: (now wasted, sings strange songs of glory and rapture about old days on the bayous) He states, “I’ve arrived a bit early (date Feb 28th) to the greatest big easy or perhaps I’m right on time”
camera angles above reveal his small batch of grey hairs
Willy Nilly:
“They call me slug, or Chevy, either way I’ll never kick the bucket completely. I’m so fashionable my eyes and ears hurt. Above me a circus clown plays a jaw harp, rolls on…. OH MY GOD, soooo many distractions, distractions everyone takes a bite out of me. It’s all so groovy everyone must just hate-my-guts.”
“Eat-your-heart-out” states the homeless man still gorging the harp.
“Can I have a drag?”
Willy Nilly: (Looks above himself) “You mean a swig? (Blows smoke into face of traveler)
Traveler: “You little pecker you! So, it begins”
Willy Nilly and the traveler start dancing as if they’ve been doing salsa every Friday night for years! Such a beautiful picture I had to stop and piss. Two crabs going at it, two crabs on the peer, just crabbing around with each other. Crab Crab Crabbin
And, an actor prepares by blowing kisses in the dark cool air.
scene ends as the two now lovers escape into the bedroom.
(cuts to a ghoulish atmosphere of young cheerleaders competing for the flowers) (cuts to large billboard reading:
“Welcome to the show, Good Show”
“Seven!” One cheerleader screams on the top of her little lungs. “Hurray! Says Coach, “Now girls don’t blow now lift down” and again “Seven!” “One!” “Seven!” One, two three five and 6 one two three five and Seven!” “Now lift, kick, jump!” Nooooow…Lift! NOW Seven!”
Yes, they are indeed the new patients for Dr. Finger, he is going to need a much bigger bag of oysters to handle all those kicks and jumps, not to mention the countless counting.
XXX
Dr. Finger: (In his office, fumbles for unknown tool, sweating profusely, to fix the broken ligaments of 3,000 cheerleaders) “Oh man, Ohhh Man, Man Oh Man, How will I ever fix this mess!?” Dr. Finger gets into fettle position once was sweat coming from
his face now crocodile tears dampen the floor.
“one, three, five seven” repeated 3000 times in his ears. Loud as hell on wheels.”
(camera angle cuts)-to fingers fumbling frantically in a drawer to find this precarious unknown tool, at last he pulls out the spatula, for a large grill. What he plans to do with it regarded fixing all those broken ankles? The world may never know. Perhaps a feast is coming.
Dr. Finger: (now nude, lit by a fireplace, holds a golden earring) chants unknown words of debauchery, tosses into the flames of amour, instantly an explosion of smoke and rainbow colored gases emit from the brick and mortar fireplace)
XXX
He leans back, rubbing his face, his rocking chair is red mahogany, keeping a watchful eye on the golden earrings reaction to the flames. He begins rubbing his hairy legs up and down up and downward, still chanting some blasphemous spell-craft as if he was a Druid or wizard.
(Camera pans leaving him out of frame, showing off his decadence in style and design, a quick zoom into the flames—BAM—!—
a Portal is made, and the only way to unlock the gates of reason is to use the large spatula for a large grill. He quickly and carefully keys himself in, but not before getting dressed into his cleanest yet sluttiest scrubs. (enters forbidden chamber) The smoke and gases seem to quite literally, grab him in.
XXX