Asclepias Curassavica

Asclepias Curassavica (Paint A Pretty Picture)

I look at them calmly, while surveying the scene before me.

I see lovely red flowers dotting the walls. {Their hue and texture is amazing! The actual design is childish, but the crudeness is exquisite. (I cannot help but be biased - I am the artist.)}

I see their clean white frocks, dimmed by their no-nonsense expressions. {This is, apparently, serious business. One of them just twitched their lip, perhaps signaling me to stop my foolishness and concentrate on the situation at hand.}

I see the hanging lamp sway back and forth, as if hinting a crime. {It flickers on and off, just like in those horror flicks.}

I see commotion, bulletholes on my hands, blood on my clothes. I see an incoming darkness.

Then I see no more.

I'm Sick

I'm Sick (Grasping Knowledge)

Staring dimly at the mirror in front of me, I began to laugh.

God, I look horrible now. Hair falling from my head, blood everywhere- what a mess. I'm sorry for the poor devil who'll have to clean all of this up later...

Vaguely staring at the doctor's diagnosis stuck onto the glass with duct tape, I raised a bloodied finger on the few lines printed on the piece of paper that contained the details of my condition. I giggled uncontrollably. Who would have known that it was so? Who wouldn't have?

It's almost as if I could see that vein pouring more and more of that unexpected crimson fluid into my grey matter. It doesn't hurt much, no, not really. It's not that it's unwanted- letting my oh-so parched brain drink up its fill.

Feeling blood flowing softly towards my eyes, I sighed. I didn't even think of wiping it away. It didn't matter. My eyes... They needed moistening, did they not?

I stare once more at the mirror, knowing I am soon to die...

Glancing at the bone and flesh I had in my hand, I shuddered. THIS is what I have in my body? This? THIS? Such a lovely shade of red!

I smooth the unprotected neurons on the top of my head and yank on them hard.

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