Plastic Angel

KMFE sat in the corner of the parking lot. All around him there was lightening. He saw a small plastic angel from a soft-drink bottle on the ground and picked it up. He asked it to help him survive through the storm. Looking up at the sky he squeezed the angel so the plastic formed white creases. The lightening diminished and the sun started to show through the clouds. KMFE promised the angel not to abandon her after it was over. He headed back up the mountain. Beyond the second hill he met the Goat Man. The Goat Man was a botanist living with goats in the hills. This ecosystem is unique in the world and the blackberries are threatening it, he told KMFE. I wonder if he knows I have an angel in my pocket, KMFE asked himself. That night KMFE suffered every conceivable pain. The lonely bludgeons from C-puff's lair attacked him ceaselessly. He could never tell how many of himself existed. KMFE grabbed the angel off his pillow, tripped down the stairs and out the screen door. You cannot keep an angel. You cannot keep an angel. KMFE threw his undeserved token out of sight into the darkness. He stood silent a minute as the pain dripped away from his body. In the morning he was sure the Goat Man had found the angel.