Pearls Before Yellow Jackets

Another excerpt from my novel-in-the-making, 'Who Hiccuped Endlessly Trying To Giggle.'

 Beneath my legs the yellow and black abdomen quivered as the giant legs tickled through the hazy brown traffic of the city. My drink sloshed in my glass as I monitored it through red-tinted sunglasses. The little ice cubes clinked against each other as the behemoth yellow jacket made a right at the light. I imagined that I was a desert sheik, carried by elephants across endless miles toward someplace where I might reflect the sun off my countless jewels into the wanting eyes of a hundred small people with flies in their hair. As the insect rocked back and forth, persuaded by the movements of his weary legs, I was transported to countless villages of straw and mud and smiled whitened teeth at those with none. Taking another sip of my lemonade, the bug comes to a stop and buzzes something about the meter which is strapped to the top of his head, positioned between his two swiveling antennae.

 I cast my pearls before the swine of the yellow jacket as it kneels and I slide off onto the street, head held high under the imagined weight of a priceless turban.

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

a very surreal image like the kind you might see in wonderland. or even gregor in the metamorphoses by kafka. it's hilarious that this yellow jacket is a cab and that you must give him money. excellent excerpt.