Green Tubing
christ my fucking hand....
. dripping from my nose, stinging the one of my palms where feeling remained , splattered upon the walls.. leaking from the mess that was fastened to my arm. Blood was the dominant element in this situation. It stained our environment to a twisted red.
This Man,..This
poor normal looking person. The remaining flesh that hung from his chest was the obvious upper half of the body part I was burdened with. He had been dragged, along the side of his body where there was no more an arm. His clothing was stained and torn to hell.His face had been pierced numerous times. the holes in his neck and about his chin seemed to be about the diameter of a pencil.. the larger ones were in his skull. I usually connected the color grey to a placid experience.. like eating the center of a boiled egg. coins. I was everything except placid when observing the ruffles in his brain. ... My watch had been broken at 12:36 am. it wasnt light outside yet. ..I knew where I was. I was at a familiar house. Id visited this place many times. I couldnt collect any details.. about anything. I didnt know what the fuck brought me here. what occured. I remember leaving my office.. it was 9:20 pm. exactly. I was feeling lonely,.. I decided to drive down the 710 to visit a friend,,
.. did I go.? did I fucking get there..? My mind took a shot of absolut pain.
My good hand was losing strength.
I had been gripping my injuries
While trying to support the few pounds provided by the deceased man drying up in front of me. I dont know what was harder to swallow. utter confusion. severe pain. Disturbing images. A gumbo of emotion straight lined into my heart. there was a case inside the bathtub. ..My leather suit case. ruined. .. .I struggled to lift it and at the same time wondered what I had brought with me. I didnt care that I didnt remember. It was pecuilar . I opened it after remembering the combination. Inside I finally percieved an image that surprised me without the immediately following nausea.
. dripping from my nose, stinging the one of my palms where feeling remained , splattered upon the walls.. leaking from the mess that was fastened to my arm. Blood was the dominant element in this situation. It stained our environment to a twisted red.
This Man,..This
poor normal looking person. The remaining flesh that hung from his chest was the obvious upper half of the body part I was burdened with. He had been dragged, along the side of his body where there was no more an arm. His clothing was stained and torn to hell.His face had been pierced numerous times. the holes in his neck and about his chin seemed to be about the diameter of a pencil.. the larger ones were in his skull. I usually connected the color grey to a placid experience.. like eating the center of a boiled egg. coins. I was everything except placid when observing the ruffles in his brain. ... My watch had been broken at 12:36 am. it wasnt light outside yet. ..I knew where I was. I was at a familiar house. Id visited this place many times. I couldnt collect any details.. about anything. I didnt know what the fuck brought me here. what occured. I remember leaving my office.. it was 9:20 pm. exactly. I was feeling lonely,.. I decided to drive down the 710 to visit a friend,,
.. did I go.? did I fucking get there..? My mind took a shot of absolut pain.
My good hand was losing strength.
I had been gripping my injuries
While trying to support the few pounds provided by the deceased man drying up in front of me. I dont know what was harder to swallow. utter confusion. severe pain. Disturbing images. A gumbo of emotion straight lined into my heart. there was a case inside the bathtub. ..My leather suit case. ruined. .. .I struggled to lift it and at the same time wondered what I had brought with me. I didnt care that I didnt remember. It was pecuilar . I opened it after remembering the combination. Inside I finally percieved an image that surprised me without the immediately following nausea.