No Sense, a five minute freewrite

It makes no sense, she says, picking up a large snake and using it to pick her teeth.

He stares at her, her head pulsates as though her brain is trying to get out of her skull.

He wonders what that would look like, would it ooze out of her eye sockets, her ears, her nose, like brain-snot?

Or would her head burst like an overripe boil?

She smiles and the snake disappears. A fox sits on her shoulder and uses a ukulele to play baseball on her forehead. Her smile widens and he falls into it.

Am I tripping, he thinks?

He isn't aware of taking anything. Maybe he is dreaming but he doesn't remember going to sleep. In fact, he doesn't think he has ever really slept.

This story is nonsense, she says.

He agrees with her and they disappear into a bubble of green tea.

This is nice, she says as she pops and her brain becomes snot-green-tea