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Friday, December 11th, 2009

reseda24

7:16p something is askew i can feel it wrecking like salt water in my bones like the weather when it beats itself off into arthritic joints an incorrect breeze of warm death is sweeping over and enveloping the innocent minds of those unable to deal with its satanic tentacles flip on the box and break your own mind in the process the switch is easy to flip but its not so easy to reverse the damage once it has spread our minds are being wrecked and our souls are being stolen in the process mad sickening maddening out the hollows of our twisted brain tubing twisting and sickening as if a ghost had come and haunted out the inside of my head it is a twisted mess unable to be untangled there was no direction in this place no up or down no sideways or forwards or backwards only the ever persistent trouble of the moment in which i am hanging broken and unable to reconcile the skin upon those innate drives do not talk to me about how they don't exist i believe in retribution i believe in those who steal the broken souls of the weak and harvest them so gently there is no mercy involved no relenting from the hands that pushed them back down the ramp to their bloody death they were scurrying up the ramp trying to escape they could see their death forecasted as a series of quick bursts of blood and spasms and so it is said that we lose a certain amount of weight at the exact moment of our death it is said that our soul is released into some salty other world breaking upwards in one maddeningly beautiful gasp towards infinity and that the haunted broken souls that we release are crushed by the same evil hands that were sent here to emulate every ounce of beauty that has been destroyed forever and i will be taken by the same hands and they are inside of us all their reach is far and relentless and i have been twisted up in them before i will miss the fragile eyes that oozed their pain like liquid candy and then melted away so quickly i will miss the beauty that those eyes once revealed i will miss your hands i will miss it all until i am bursting upward into a beautiful spasm of intricate haunted dancing crushing what was left of my brain and releasing my soul to dance itself upwards into infinity

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reseda24

7:15p i've exhausted all my contacts a shadow hangs upon the wall but it's not the shadow that you want to see a lonely row of boots against the door a dream reduced to a tiny dot in the back of your mind is trying to wear you down her eyes vibrated and when she stood up and the world fell down

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