then after we were done doing laundry (also, jenny bought a trash can & i fixed the jungle gym closet), we sat around the apartment. i had a head-full of angels, their wings chattering & buzzing, but i solved that riddle with a salad & white wine. such a thing to have! such a tonic, a balm. it was all very walz, with jenny going about her errands, & mordicai going about his mess(age). ignore the screams of the seraphim, mordicai. think about your newly crafted dc origin story. i am ade-mardukai, a pre-human creature of the same race as teth-adam. long before teth-adam became mighty adam, black adam, i was the familiar spirit of vlarem, the cosmic champion. like captain marvel junior, i did not say the power word of my master, but rather his name...i said SHAZAM! to become black mordicai. now i am alive again, & i seek only vengence against the wizard who has forsaken me. think about that, rather than the universe inside of me.
as the train pullled into the union station with a final, steam-spewing chug, mordicai that wicked gunslinger, stepped out of the dinner car. tossing back a swig from a flask & pulling the pocked watch from his vest pocket, he looked about for the prarie-girl,