The following is a short piece by
Pia Mogollon, Howlers way cool lil' sister. It is meant to be a conversation betwixt two
people and should be read with different voices.
* The Hole *
There's a fukkin' hole in your head!
Wha',,, Hunh?
A hole, man. Dammit, That's fukkin' sick!
Dude, what are you talkin about?
Right here, Dude!
Ow, stop that! What the Hell!
How can you not know there's a hole in your fukkin' head?
I don't know man, I don't see the back of my head very often.
Well, how the hell did it get there?
I dunno, man I have been havin wierd dreams lately.
What the hell does that have to do with a hole in your head. How can you
talk about dreams all non-chalant like & shit, when theres a hole in your fukkin'
head. You could be getting some kinda infection or sumpthin. You could be fukkin dyin',
man!
Do I look like I'm fukkin' dyin'? Now listen, I was havin this dream that
my brain was rotting up - dryin' out or sumpthin.
So you've had someone drill a hole in your fukkin' head to find out?
No, Dammit! You're really startin to piss me off!
Wait a minute! I'm pissin you off. Hey, I didn't drill the hole in your
fukkin' head, ya moron! You got a damn hole in your damn head - excuse me if I act
concerned!
Look! I don't know anything about that hole! This is the first time I
even knew it was there. All I know is something really fukked up is happening to me, and I
can't quite put my finger on it.
I can.
Ooowww, Dammit, man! Leave it alone, for chrissakes!
