Stare

[shivaslastdance]

Stare at this to make myself write about these thoughts that I've had and these urges unnamed. Look at these words and those times I thought of how I'd be seen and those eyes that would percieve my being. Wonder at the other and wonder at the chance and wonder no more. Drive yourself to this. Insignificance. I have nothing to say. I have nothing to

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reminded me of this in a way, soul sickness like that is the worst..

[atsiluth]

WHY I ATE MY WIFE

[atsiluth]

Seven days ago, she stood secretly in the door-way of our bedroom watching me, curled in the bed reading, unaware of her presence, until she had silently approached and breathed warm breath against the back of my neck. Now her flesh lies here devoid of gesture or empathy, reduced down to a process, like yeast reacting to water. The molecules that comprise her body are moving, detaching from one another, rearranging and dissipating into the surrounding chemical stew of biology, no longer held together by the adhesive material of her individual will. I feel my own body churning with particles, genetic material, atoms, parasites