A small bedroom with a large window on the eastern wall. The view of the moon is partially obscured by the limbs of red cedar trees. Two twin beds with matching blue and white striped sheets are in the center of the room. A nightstand with a lamp sits between the beds. The lamp is on. McMurtry is underneath the covers of the bed on the left, farthest from the door. He is wearing button-down pajamas with blue and white stripes. The same blue and white stripes as the bed sheets. He also has a blue and white striped stocking cap. He yawns deeply. Kimbrough enters the room and approaches McMurtry's bed wearing identical pajamas and stocking cap. Kimbrough places his hand on McMurtry's forehead to pull back the stocking cap enough to place a tender kiss on McMurtry's forehead.
Kimbrough: Goodnight, McMurtry.
McMurtry: Goodnight, Kimbrough.
Kimbrough tucks in the sheets and blankets around McMurtry. Kimbrough climbs into his own bed and turns off the lamp. After several seconds of darkness, McMurtry turns on the lamp and approaches Kimbrough's bed. He repeats the exact same routine that Kimbrough has just performed. Kiss on the forehead, tuck in the covers, turn off the lamp.
McMurtry: Goodnight, Kimbrough.
Kimbrough: Goodnight, McMurtry.
McMurtry flops onto his own bed, on top of the covers. He writhes on his back in discomfort before peeling off the top of his button down pajamas to reveal his stained undershirt. He tosses the pajama shirt on top the lamp and snores loudly.
After several seconds, Kimbrough exits his bed and places yet another kiss on McMurtry's forehead.
Kimbrough: Goodnight, McMurtry.
McMurtry snores.
Kimbrough flops face down onto his own bed and tears off his pajama shirt. His undershirt is similarly stained. His sheets and blankets are in utter disarray and halfway on the floor. Kimbrough, eyes closed and muttering incomprehensibly, wraps the shirt around his fist and smashes the lamp. It falls to the ground and shatters.
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This is pretty good! I was reading it and I was like 'this ain't bad!' I don't know. I like it.
2 comments:
I think I remember this!! Or at least the spirit of it. The names shifted some dusty memories in my mind, and the general scene / resolution did too. I think I liked it then and I know I liked it now! It's got an immediately recognizable visual language at the start and then a solid escalation of comedy and absurdism.
Yeah. I like it a lot. Then and now!
nice! thanks! It made me think I should do more writing like this OR keep delving through the archives and see if there are any other dusty scraps of beef worth polishing
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