Dead Straight Meanders

If I tickle you here and it tickles over here, what is that called. Sydneystheesha.

What can you hear. Kids and mummies and daddies, and cars. What else. Trucks, and birds, and the fountain and people throwing coins into the fountain, and whirring somewhere. What is the whirring, listen carefully. Cut it out Linda, says daddy. Enough with this fucking crazy shit, I’ve had it. Don’t listen to the horrible words coming out of his mouth Suzy-love, just listen to the whirring – do you still hear it. Did you even really here it before daddy was so mean or were you just trying to impress mummy. She touches the tip of her nose. You’re going to mess her up with this hyper-conscience bullshit and I won’t let you, how about that, so stop or I’ll and he moved his mouth but nothing came out. His eyes were open like when he played peekaboos. Hyperconsciousness, and she wants to play, don’t you Suzy-love. The whirring is from the big box on that roof mummy. Very good. Then she began to cry and while she wiped her eyes with a tissue said she’s right, she’s right about everything, I know she is, but why do I still not believe her. And she looked at daddy. Or you or anyone. Or any of this, with her arms out wide. Because you’ve taken one too many trips Linda, okay, what do you want me to say. You’ve had too many great falls into oblivion and it’s your baby who has to suffer. They were all sitting on a bench now and she was swinging her legs out and in the way she stopped doing when she was really high to come back down. In the middle of mummy and daddy. Mummy and daddy were still. The box on the roof was whirring and dripping some water too and a man was selling ice creams inside the tiny house with the box on top, in the middle of the park where the bench was. Her daddy said would you like an ice cream Suzy and she said she would, and could she eat it over near the slide because mummy and daddy have to have a grown-up talk, because mummy is a sollupsis and mummy said shoosh. The ice cream was rainbow swirl. The man had hair coming out of his shirt.