My Red Tie

A Fickle Death TollSerene even now in your satin-lined bed. The way your eyes are sewn shut in such a wonderful manner, to never once gaze upon the blood that spilt across your floors and tainted your hands. That smile ever present, seems you almost be laughing. How odd that would be: a laughing corpse. Still, you look so peaceful lying there in that mahogany coffin of yours. Spent a great deal for it too, I suspect. But it amounts to so little. So it will all be ashes, such a pity. But you know, you have helped the greater good. That imperfection in your dimples, the way your chest was just alittle too small. Well, now it’s not really a problem anymore. No lonA Fickle Death Toll


AmputateI can hear the murmurs in the next room. I'm wringing my hands infront of me, in my lap. I'm wearing nothing more then a white sheet, sitting in a bed.Amputate
Hospitals have always frightened me. And now they tell me I have this disease...incurable and contagious. So now I am here. Majority rules really, because I said to just let this infection take it's course. I didn't want it to change at all. I figured let it stay.
Now here is the nurse, pulling one arm of mine to straighten out. Slide in the needle, IV. No pain surprisingly, for such a large needle. I saw the blood, but felt no prick, no pain. Just this odd sense of f
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"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
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Bex
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
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Entering a universe of sanity and metronomic order with quite-mad coocoo newness...
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Bex
"So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past."
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