Roger the Happy

Do you wish to dream?
he asks in a small voice.
He looks up. Looks up from inside you me it the antelope. everywhere.
Are you smiley
? Will you be smiley with me tomorrow?
asks he.
Roger the happy where are you?
you whisper because he cannot be
seen. The voice on your
shoulder
shoudler
, the monkey riding your knees to work.
Do you know that feeling when your jaw hurts and so you bite down
really hard and it doesn
t hurt anymore and then you stop biting and the
pain returns and it
hurts
hurst
so fucking much you want to fry die pig sty?
he
ponders
pnders
freely.
Yes.
and your voice is
wondrous
wonderous
and raw.
m nothing like that.
comes his reply followed by a slight smile.