Mellick Carlton by Satan Burger

Author:Satan Burger
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Occult, Devil, Future life, Gay men, god, Horror, Fiction - Horror, Soul, Modern & contemporary fiction (post c 1945), General, Science Fiction, Horror & Ghost Stories, Interplanetary voyages, Horror - General, Fast food restaurants, Fiction : Horror - General, Fiction, Occult & Supernatural
ISBN: 9780971357235
Publisher: Eraserhead Press
Published: 2001-11-15T08:00:00+00:00

I take my God’s Eyes to Christian and the four-armed yellow girl he has with him. She seems to be all over his skin, in a slut-ticking frenzied way. The skin leaks a little yellow on him; paint smearing across his neck and face, but it’s a sort of grease that seeps through arm-pores. A reaction similar to sweat, but only produced during fornication.

I examine her closely. One pair of arms is human-sized but the other is longer and closer to the hips. The longer arms come thoroughly around Christian’s waist section, tugging him into her possession. Her eyes have only one color in them: red. Her lips are thin and curled at the end. Christian digs his taster deep between those rubber lips and he seems happy. Well, I would be too if I was with a creature as beautiful as her.

When I was a kid, my parents always told me to only marry inside my own race, but I didn’t find much fun in that. I always wanted Asian women or African women or the Hispanic ones or any of them that didn’t seem to have boring Caucasian skin. I also believe that the melting pot that is America is really going to melt all of us people-ingredients into one product. ONE RACE. That isn’t black nor white, but a grayish mud-color. Because people fuck an awful lot and eventually don’t care who they are fucking.

Of course, fucking is an endangered performance like everything else now, so Americans will never be gray. But there’s a new melting pot in Rippington and there will be a lot of interracial fucking going on. I doubt that this will result in the melting to one color; there’s just too many races to mix.

When I was young, I liked to drop a cluster of colors into a paint bucket and watch them swirl around and into each other, color-motley, moving, LOUD. And I kept swirling and swirling and swirling to see what spatter-storm of colors I would come up with, but in the end there was only one color and it was a murky purple-brown-puke that was very boring to look at.

I always thought that the only way to end racial prejudice was to melt us all down to one color, but now I think that God created racial prejudice so that his colorful paint bucket would not turn into a single, boring race.

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