Monday, June 22, 2009

South Eden

"It started With a clasp of what would seem as electric energy. I AWOKE running through a nailbomb of screaming and utter confusion. The walls of the apartment complex peeled off like the skin of some trophy hunt meat on a wood fire. An older man in a blue dress stood at the edge of the neighbors doorway crying. Hands over face, piss soaked carpet/legs. A discordant pitch sounded and i was launched into a fever of fevers. I pushed through the smoke and flesh hoping to find an exit...some sort of mute button to this whole swirl of violence and static. But upon entering the concrete stairwell between the second and first floor, i was halted. A grinding, screeching halt. A resolving note sounded. Pure and alone; Solitary and cleansing. The hum brought me to my knees. I spit up bile and blood like a sprinkler on a summer afternoon. I prepared for what some would call "the end." Instead i laid myself into another fit. Now a woman, not her. not here."

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