CARD HERE: 2 of DIAMONDS 10.5.2018
Trash bag is full to near overflowing. It must be over nine days old. Seeded with raw chicken bits of fat and scruff you don't bread up to fry.
It's been done a thousand times without effect.
The Bug ShaGug, tho...
You can feel it like a timid but fetid electric breeze that sings of curses...
Seething anger at the edged of neglect, ohhh the anger endendered somewhere by the neglect. That malignant energy.
It takes person in the customer. Not just any customer but HE WHOSE NAME is nameless, yet we find him in inflictive county or a paralleled in him. in Sheriff Jim Van Mile. This sheriff gets banned from our little hive and does not get his materials.
Plate of food being dumped into the over flowing trash. Drawn back we recoil at the sight of maggots wriggling on the plate.
DId the come from the plate? Did we scoop them up from the trash? In that second we dont know, nor do we know now.
It happens. One just closes the bag and takes the maggots outside into the trash.
The Bug ShaGug, tho...
Maggots have escaped the bag and are found radiating out in all directions. Their little white bodies moving quite quickly.
Call out the troops. We start to move stuff and sweep out the white worm.
Tons of PUPAE.
A few fat lazy flies mixed into soiled papertowels and plastic tubs fallen into the void behind the counter.
This has all been going on longer than we can imagine. The advanced state of their evolution is almost nauseating.
IF NOT FOR
OR IN SPITE OF
a few straggling spiders who must serve this FAT SPIDER
So fat and happy. it radiated the most coherent spider ray to my mind in a split second. I heard it. I was blessed by it. I did not disturb the spiders tangle and swept up all around it.
This happy victory was somewhat marred a few days later when a whole squad of flies somehow managed the metamorphses.
In the most disgusting act the maggots had taken refuge in the box of trash bags next to the garbage. They were not detected during the sweep and managed to survive. Foul fat flies nauseating me for two days show the power of angst that neglect, as the despondency is impregnated by agitation of hatred.