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Daniel's Sled

from A Presbyter's Dementia by John Tabacco

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Words © 1998 by Anthony Pomes
"Neveflake Paper Weight Factory Music" © 1998 by John Tabacco
Published by It Iz What It Iz Music (SESAC) / Brave New Town Music Inc. (ASCAP)

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DANIEL'S SLED

When Daniel was five years old he was given a sled for Christmas. It was a
bright and shiny red with stripes painted on the sides and fancy loops. His
parents had killed an old man the night before in the super mall parking lot
for that very sled. Before bashing his head in with a tire iron Daniel’s father
heard the old man mutter something about his grandson being disappointed if Santa didn’t bring that sled. Daniel’s father just laughed it off as he smashed away the old man’s face and with it memories of happy holiday seasons when one could buy a sled without getting killed.

Daniel was so excited about the new sled that he promptly got into his winter clothes on Christmas morning and ran for the front door. Stepping on the sleeping dog now suffering arthritis and blind in his one remaining eye. What did Daniel care? It was Christmas and he had a sled! Now it was time for some sledding.

In Daniel’s neighborhood sledding was half snowy frolic and half guerrilla
warfare. This morning’s children were in a particularly violent mood. He
came upon the McPherson twins who had cornered little Senny
Moscowise. Senny lay face down in a snow bank turning deep pink from
his brain hemorrhage. The McPhearson boys were taking apart his brains
with a hammer, working like two men on an assembly line. Senny was still
alive though. His left leg still kicking back and forth lazily making an angel
in the snow. The leg stopped moving however when one of the
McPhearsons cut it off with a sharp edge of a snow shovel, hacking at it
like it were kindling and singing a holiday carol at the top of his lungs. Then there were the Quintins quintuplets, who had taken off little Henrietta’shead with their hands and were now placing it on top of a snowman trunk. Daniel took a look around and was so glad it was Christmas. He went to the top of a hill near the grammar school and got ready to ride his sled. Just then he saw a vision in the sky. It was a peaceful looking man in flowing robes with eyes of blue and a great bushy beard. He extended his hand to Daniel. An offer of giving. Daniel made a big snowball and threw it at the apparition in the sky, cursing and spitting like the vermin he was into the air. From the north he saw what looked like a huge slay being pulled by eight tiny reindeer. Why? It was Santa Claus blazing across the sky with a shit load of toys in tow. Daniel shrieked like a banshee at seeing his savior. In a fit of excitement he jumped on his sled and push himself down the hill. Faster and faster he flew down the hillside always looking up at the great man racing into the fast, receding horizon. Daniel only had time to see the large chunk of a tree for a second or two - then... Smashed head. Gnarled trunk. Fur tree. Mingled blood. Bright red. Destroyed sled. Santa and reindeer descended into their volcano lair. And Daniel lay dying in the winter sun. The McPhearson’s and their hammers fast approaching from the snowy meadow...

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from A Presbyter's Dementia, released September 28, 2014
Anthony Pomes : Recitation
JT : Programming

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John Tabacco Stony Brook, New York

John Tabacco is a composer, singer-songwriter, producer, recording engineer, and visual artist.

Like an unfolding musical diary / puzzle, Tabacco’s music and art are constantly being re-worked, juxtaposed and intertwined.

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