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THE SLOSHING UNNAMED GOLDFISH DANCES FOR ME AND ME ALONE
Something is sloshing around where things do not normally slosh around.
I am belted into the driver’s seat of an old car, an old car idling shakily in a line of traffic that is itself following rules of the road. We are all obediently waiting for a traffic light to morph from red to yellow to a third color destined to grant us permission to proceed.
As I said, something is wiggling around in my vision. At first I ascribe this to occasional hallucinogenic episodes caused by ocular migraines. But, no, migraine does not seem to be happening.
Then, I spot the source of sloshing.
The left lighted tail light of the car ahead is filled almost to the top with clear fluid. That fluid sloshes around in response to the car’s wobbling motor and the small jerky movements initiated by a fidgety brake foot.
The effect is that of a lava lamp operating at full speed. The only thing missing is goldfish.
I am momentarily mesmerized and entertained by this unexpected random act of art. I wish all tail lights nurtured goldfish and tiny turbulences such as this.
Suddenly the traffic light stops matching the color of the sloshing tail light and we lemmings are off and running toward vaguely manifested destinies.
My bookmobile knows by heart the route I travel so that my mind can wander off to spy upon the next installment of the upcoming thousand and one entertainments
© Jim Reed 2018 A.D.