Live Art Requiem no. 1

[Rhael Joy Laramy]

I walked along the barren snow laden wasteland that is my hometown.  The trees are icicled and the wind is blistery but tolerable.  I head downhill from my grandmother's house toward the cheap district, the wolf district, of town which is edged by bars and then leads to the railroad tracks and then to the river.  The Chippewa River.  I walk beneath the overpass and tiptoe amongst the large rocks that are sandpaper colored.  It is here that I find a cheap styrofoam Burgerking cup.  I take the cup with me.  Somewhere along the journey I find a vinyl plastic red and yellow flower, I take that with me as well although I cannot remember where specifically on the walk I found it.  Then I head back up the hill which is crested by the Holy Ghost cathedral and children's primary education school.  I believe there is also a sort of nunnery there as well.  I used to go to Catholic school as a child and have found memories of playing on the playground which is large wooden blocks with metal poles.  It is here under the swing set that I dig into the snow and ground which is pebbled and implant the cup and fill it with pebbles.  I then shape snow around it and form it into a dog and place the red flower on top.  I had recently fallen under the impression that I had offended the Catholic church in some way and that they and their secret witchcraft spider mongering headaches and nausea was my fault and I wanted to make a peace offering.  I cannot remember if this is before or after I committed suicide.  I do not know, as time moves differently in my mind, I believe it is after.  I am Catholic by blood on both sides of my family and now I am permanently in hell, which is heaven like.  I really don't know if I will ever miss bliss, but I do know that I am content to lie in my bed like this.