Drop 129: Procession

invisible manJohn and I stopped on the sidewalk beside a large store window. A few seconds later an obese man in a fluorescent yellow bikini squeaked by on a unicycle. Not ten paces back, five monkeys in top hats scurried by in pursuit, then a bald, topless woman with enormous breasts, a man on sapphire stilts, and a lady juggling miniature versions of herself, who were, in turn, miraculously also juggling smaller versions of themselves. Not far behind, a yogi in robes rolled by on belly and back, then came a headless midget riding a tapir, and a large humanoid robot on enormous mechanical strides.

John mumbled something I didn’t catch as I watched a man made of multicolored mirrors stroll by holding hands with a three-armed girl whose hair was on fire, sending flames ten feet high.

And just like that, they were gone.

‘Wow,’ I said, turning to John. ‘Crazy! Circus in town, you reckon?’

‘Huh?’

‘What do you think that was all about?’

‘What?’

‘The procession that just went by.’

‘Came by? Huh? I wasn’t looking. I was checking out this jacket here. Think I should get it? Isn’t it incredible? Just look at the shine on those buttons! Anyway, dude, you wanna come or not?”

‘To what?’

‘Santiago’s pool party! Christ, you never fucking pay attention.’

By E.M. Vireo

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About EM Vireo
flooding the world with fiction

4 Responses to Drop 129: Procession

  1. Ryan C. Ashton says:

    I wonder what could have I spired that story? Hehe.

  2. jim says:

    Buttons on jackets are important.

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