The snake yawns wide and shows its venom glands.
He is a large scaly ES on the queen sized bed in room 314.
“Ssunlight is an abomination.” sighs the snake.
“Oh fuck off!” snaps the dog with a twitch of his tail. “The whole
day is an abomination!”
“I know where the Garden iss.” says the snake.
“So you’ve said,’ replies the dog, “where is it, again?”
“In Manhattan, marked by the statue of the unknown bodybuilder.
Every Christmass true believerss ice skate to celebrate his musscles.”
“So, how come you don’t live there?”
“I got tossed by a blast of righteousness. God did a shimmy-shake and
I landed here with Frank. God was jealouss: I got a piece of the woman.”
The dog’s tail twitches again.
“Howss about you?” asks the snake. “How did you get here?”
“I was a happy Lab, bounding and slobbering and bouncing when suddenly a Toyota Celica flattens me. Frank peeled me up and nailed me to this here wall.
Frank’s a good sort really, taking us in like this.”
(c) Rob Goldstein 2015-2017 all rights reserved
