Soit

6 Jun

Into the haze, laws abide

A covert place, you cannot hide

Slowly singing time to say goodbye

Thinking, maybe I flew too high

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Organized disorganized conversation

5 Feb

He had felt it with every step.

-Hello, my Swedish is fluent.

-You came.

-Sorry, you’ll have to speak up, I’ve got diabetes.

-What was that?

-You know what, I ain’t got time for this.

The last words were whispered. Suddenly he realized, for the hundreth time, he had to get real and he had to find Will and strenght and alcohol and his ex and he had to remember. He had to remember it all.

-I was an atheist until I realized that I was nothing.

-Care. Let’s have a play on words. Let’s change the positions of the letters and then you give me your money.

He had done it himself before and there was a lockdown but time had lied and now it had strangled him, slowly, until he lost consciousness and when he woke up he saw that he was wrong, and that he had been so all along. After a short pause he continued.

-A femme fatale you would die for. Look into her eyes. You would face death and die for her, and then she would resurrect you just to watch you die again. And then she would release her beautiful smile as she tilted her head slightly backwards, turned around and walked away and it all happens in slow motion.

-Is it true?

-It all happened in slow motion. Also, an intuition hit me and it said I should stop sleeping and get a job instead.

He had seen it in every eye.

-That’s too deep man.

-I cannot see what’s beneath the surface and that’s why I dont want my feet in there. I do not want to feel the bottom with my feet. I don’t want to feel it or be it I just want to see it.

A simple yes accompanied by a quick nod. Moments of silence. Then a subtle shout came from a place that wasn’t here.

Leave it, loser! You’re pathetic! Do something! HELP ME!!

There was an echo and a chair fell.

-Sir, suck my feet.

-I wish my lawn was emo so it would cut itself.

He had heard it in every whisper.

-Stop it you’re starting to come back.

-Well I better because soon it will be long ago.

-And then this decade will be over. And then you begin again.

-THEN WHAT?!

-You fucking cunt. You should be glad I even came.

-Well then I guess it’s true what they say. That one plus one is two.

A huge smile, one of those that breaks everytime fall comes.

-You were talking to yourself the whole time.

-Lying while laying beside is a sigh.

Tell me more.

-No. What made you apply for this job anyway? Speak fast.

-Schizophrenia.

Faster.

-Schizophrenia.

-Nothing else?

-Vegetables and my Luger.

Another whisper.

-Insanity is in the eye of the beholder.

-From the bottom of my heart and in the name of all that I ever loved and cherished… Excuse me?

He had tasted it with every breath.

You killed them.