Are your eyes shut yet, have you tried counting sheep?
What should he wear there are so many choices the fauna outside are waiting to see if he tries on the purple robes or is it too gauche for garments he might die after all, the cloth torn from his skin when he dodges a bullet but they wouldn’t have pistols so maybe he’s fine with a chainmail shirt on his breast and his pants are matching them too but did they have chainmail pants then, or it should be plated like steel from his helmet that’s pointed at the the nose but not in a strange way like the book you remember from elementary school, too much like a penis that you had just been aware of, the way it stuck out your pocket had Erica seen it? And who was the teacher? Miss Alex that’s right, her breasts would hang low caught in the seam of her blouse and then you’d picture yourself a hem underneath it because you could not imagine a world where you touched with your palm the skin of a woman but the knight did have to, he had fucked once before, was his maiden a virgin like you had once been or did she lay down in corners with her legs opened wide, an unpersoned shaft posing to enter but right when the tip is going inside you remember your own dick and it’s inferior size, how it grew to a length you would measure tomorrow but what was the length of the weapon he chose to go into battle purple robes yea that’s fine, can he handle a mace or should he dual wield a blade into battle lets focus on what he will wear: purple robes are too common, he’s wearing a toga like Caesar to battle with a backplate instead so he won’t be betrayed on his feet he has shoes of course but of leather or wood did they have wooden shoes or was that just Hollywood like the Playmobile actor who could never change clothes, his arms moving up and down in fixed arcs that imagination could never alter, is that how the Knight feels when I imagine him readying his bow like an archer but no he’s bladed or both, can knights have different weapons I don’t want to be like most the others I’ve seen on TV like that porn parents watch when they think the kids are asleep and the brother fucks sister so he could have no blade at all just a arrow dipped in poison from the blood of a maiden who was stolen away which is why he fights here in the arena with dirt in his eyes and he’s glistening too because everyone glistens in the moonlit coliseum, everyone pours down with sweat in their eyes and their cheers running down his cheeks as he looks to the sky and the Lord God Above is winking for one eye’s a star and the other’s the moon shitting out a flat stool to his hand it’s a gift from the gods that he straps to his side so when the blade is broke clean he can pull out a nine and BLAM BAM BLAM. Who is he fighting?
I’ll dream of his outfit tomorrow.
— Cesar Felipe is a data scientist who, on occasion, writes something interesting. His work has been nominated for Best of the Net, and been published by (among others) the Washington Writer’s Publishing House, APOCALYPSE CONFIDENTIAL, and Metachrosis Magazine. More at https://cesarfelipe.substack.com/ & @seizuremeans