I want to burn this bed.
I don’t know when I woke but I lay naked and fully aware of
my state. She lies in the bed next to me, her body now too hot to touch. So I
remove myself from sheets and instead allow the pale blue to cover me. The light seems to breath more life into my restless brain. This is not how I
thought it would be. A spark once bright now without trace; shunned by
the eyes of the happy couple that lines her walls. That couple that has only
left her lips in peripheries, the same way it’s occupied my thoughts, now
stares over me like death. Pale eyes so hot they’re cold.
I want to burn this bed. I want to burn this apartment. I
want to expose these newborn memories to an unrelenting army of drugs so that they too may
wither like the spark that preceded this union.
Well, sheeit. That's deep. Also, sounds like you found yr answer.
ReplyDeleteWell not exactly, that was the first night. More vignettes and contemplations to come.
ReplyDeletewow. ghey.
ReplyDelete[this was cool]
ReplyDeletei agree with adrian, real ghey dude! fucking my post gets no comments after four days or w.e and this bullshit metaphoric vignette gets 4 comments not including mine after a couple of hours!?!?! jesse, just say that you like it!
ReplyDelete[i enjoyed it but will never admit it]
ReplyDeleteyeah this post did get a lot of comments pretty fast.
ReplyDeletealso i just realized i had this dream where i was in a city that had this highway that was essentially just a giant slide. and i think ive dreamed of this place multiple times.
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