Waving at the Rapture as You Would a Banking Airplane
The Rapture Hat hit us in mid-squat, one of us Using Our Legs to lift red mountain back on its sunken pedestal, another using the stereoplotter to pry loose a leg from some fallen natural scenery. Y'all see that? said another of us, waving overhead. There it went.
No, no, don’t wave. Use the stereoplotter. Oh, OK, I guess this leg can just remain Part of the Natural Scenery Forever, said the first another. Toss me the thing and I’ll totally hit that when it turns around in response to this Emergency, Attention Please! Wave I’ve got going on, said the second another of us.
Don’t be greedy. Keep working on the leg, just toss the other here, said the Waving one of us.
The Rapture Hat banked left far off in the distance, headed back.
It was obvious things were about to be different, and then they were.
Psst, say, said the red mountain lifting one of us, could you hold this for a minute? The one stopped stereoplotting the leg, which had changed by not being stuck. The one waving wasn’t with us anymore. The leftover wave dropped to the ground and didn’t break but rolled along its edge to cut tighter and tighter rounds as will a plate or a penny until it did a gyrate shudder and abruptly stopped.
I was just about to raise the Objection Flag to say we’re really going to need that but I looked up and saw how The Rapture Hat banked left far off in the distance.
No, no, don’t wave. Use the stereoplotter. Oh, OK, I guess this leg can just remain Part of the Natural Scenery Forever, said the first another. Toss me the thing and I’ll totally hit that when it turns around in response to this Emergency, Attention Please! Wave I’ve got going on, said the second another of us.
Don’t be greedy. Keep working on the leg, just toss the other here, said the Waving one of us.
The Rapture Hat banked left far off in the distance, headed back.
It was obvious things were about to be different, and then they were.
Psst, say, said the red mountain lifting one of us, could you hold this for a minute? The one stopped stereoplotting the leg, which had changed by not being stuck. The one waving wasn’t with us anymore. The leftover wave dropped to the ground and didn’t break but rolled along its edge to cut tighter and tighter rounds as will a plate or a penny until it did a gyrate shudder and abruptly stopped.
I was just about to raise the Objection Flag to say we’re really going to need that but I looked up and saw how The Rapture Hat banked left far off in the distance.
posted by the landscapers of at 27.8.06
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