Hotel Reservation (Short Prose)

"Hello, Precisely four days ago, I stood up from a peculiar surface and approached my calling device with a succession of right and left forward steps. The next day, I arrived, but was unable to speak due to the duct tape that I had wound around my face. By the time the tape disintegrated, the following day had taken its morning bowel movement, forgetting to flush. That day is now. After pushing a series of buttons, I have reached your temporary stay facility in regards to a reservation. My name is Foster, Jerry Foster. That's F as in fruit stand; O as in options of fruit within this fruit stand; S as in the search for the owner of this fruit stand; T as in the tree where this owner slept; E as in the escape from a suddenly irate hawk; and R as in the realization that the fruits must have been imported from a far away land, for beaks were popping out of them. Again, my name is Foster, Jerry Foster."

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