Infinite Ohms and Heavy Feet

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Infinite Ohms

infinite ohms currents, resistance still ... the air, never exhausted

The Snake and the Rhinoceros

The snake begrudged the rhinos ability to shake the ground by merely placing one foot after another; he hated her for the path she flattened.

no matter how easy

                  she made it for others

                                                       who came later to pass

His own path lay insignificant, barely noticed in comparison to the wide way of the rhino.

The snake would bide his time. All that was mortal took a mis-step from time to time. The rhino was no different. The snake would wait for her to stumble and then he'd strike. The moment soon came. Alas for the snake, even when the rhino lost her footing, she shook the ground. Even when she stumbled, she flattened the path.

From the Wisp ...

Ragman, the strangest resident of Windfall, sat at the table closest to the door. He stared with a smirk, a way-too-familiar smirk. They’d never spoken. Yet he always managed to irk her. He gave her the strangest feeling. The way he dressed didn’t help. His wardrobe consisted of torn pieces of cloth tied together to form a mesh. A little more skin than was decent peaked through. He wore sandals, even in cold weather. A dingy bandana covered his bald head. And it wasn’t just his head that was hairless. Except for his eyebrows, which were exceedingly bushy, he was as smooth as a porpoise. He had to wax.

Swallowing her ill-ease, Bara passed Ragman—who never broke his glare—and entered the café.

The air rang with the tinkle of door chimes. Inside was as full as the patio. She looked around, trying to pinpoint the object of the Goth’s affection. Waiting tables was Mona, a thirty-something pretty brunette. Surly Bob staffed the counter. He wasn’t new. Bara scanned the dark wood and purple velvet interior one more time. It was mostly housewives taking a break from shopping and scrawny starving writer types, and absolutely no one capable of lighting a teenage girl’s heart on fire.

Surly Bob noted her standing in the middle of the café. He threw her an impatient glare and asked if she needed any help ...