Virility – Mick Hugh

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Virility

At night there is a silence gently broken by the moaning of the walls: Vast landscapes and skylines and pink insulation. At daybreak comes the screaming, the kid still in need of weening, a breakfast still in need of eating: toast for the road. Sit at a desk. Sit at a desk. Sit at a desk. Did you know that daffodils grow wild in the woods? Stare long enough while driving and you will see. A cultural project to beautify these streets: Days pass in the blandness of inner eyelids. At night in the quiet and your fantasies shrouded in dark, cut sharp by the quick panic of a deadline missed at work. The soft pillow: you couldn’t care less. Couldn’t care less for rose-colored lips. Couldn’t care less for well-padded paychecks. Couldn’t care less about a liver-rot death.

Your heart is the size of your fist. Learn how to throw it.

Mick’s Neon Fog

Mick Hugh is a writer for Sudden Denouement, and the groundskeeper at Mick’s Neon Fog.

10 thoughts on “Virility – Mick Hugh

  1. Advised to check you out to get a Hunter S. Thompson vibe from the real McCoy…,feels like grabbing the pan drippings from some cerebral roast and catching the spark of synaptics synaptiking in lilted overdrive. Intense and erratic…I’ve got to go dig into your stuff more.

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