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(narrator speaks:)

about 4 years ago
something awful happening

(blake speaks:)

my name’s blake i’m 32 and living neutrally
i know tomorrow will be a good day as ever
daily cycle
is the wheel i rotate
parents dropped dead
stuck b_tterfly in it
well i go to work at
custon electronics®
no one ever
speaks a word to me
and i work in type up somethings
well that’s not important
you want a joke?
i forgot my joke
oh i’m so sorry
its a weekend
so i’m not at job just for today
would you like to
hear about my current artist project?
five months ago
mind muse slapped me
“build a tower
out of human looking things
start in living room to grow it up until it reaches ceiling”
wonder what’s that mean?

i don’t know why i feed this thing but
after work every day i take bus to recycling place
too many dolls appear
i struggle decide which deserve to be
swallowed by the thing that represents all
thoughts i’ve ever had
well that’s what i believed honest to heart
till needles arrived when i was disturbed at night to see
a banshee is trying to make its way out of the spout
i don’t know if what im doing is pushing it back down
or drawing it out
well either way

i can’t stop now
even if it means that
what i’m doing
sets an evil wraith free
it’s an awful cruelty
that this happens to me
just established
contact from an artist gallery (gallery)
a long arm floats up
from the object chimney (chimney chimney chimney)
once i saw her
drag a mannequin down to the centre
but no matter
how much struggles she is still glued down
in the morning
night’s clawing and spittle disappears from
my masterpiece
almost completes
our spirit’s gap
eaten away by those
times
she said “someone’s gonna die”
and
“theyre dying all the time”
that was the week before she disappeared

i used to sit on the bench with phoebe and
she’d say how her family owned eight soft horses and how she claimed
they’d one by one die
because of a curse that her sister read in a magazine
she said that after it claimed the beasts
it would come for her
and that’s why she had to run away

one night noticed a trail of blood
from doll chimney
to a cut on my palm

(narrator speaks:)

4 years into the future
caitlyn climbs out of the closet
shaking still from attack and eyes out of sync
ausfax hums noise
watching as caitlyn stumbles
scouting for lights from the airbase
but oh oh the window is jammed
(caitlyn speaks:)

“ausfax i want out of this
i demand you vacate sh_ll
or i will torture you with this live wire”

(ausfax speaks:)

“shut mouth keep gaze we have procedures for these things”

(narrator speaks:)

back in past there is a knock on blake’s door
woman in raincoat is shouting at him
something about how he knew she
had a dream last year that she was alive
blake recognise woman as phoebe
and quite calmly takes three steps back she
had a dream last year that he was alive
phoebe smiles wide with her eyes
mortal talking to me

(blake speaks:)

now i am blake and i knew when last year
that she not alive
is my mortal eyes? is my mortal eyes?
talking to she as
i put kettle on it burns was alive
phoebe invites self inside
and starts measuring tower as she had a
had a dream last year that it was alive
and she notes down the lengths in her book
and she says how it’s nice to see me again
something about her look isn’t quite right
like a face full of rot and her arm drips a selection of bugs which just scatter around

she is corpse

(me, i’m not scared my dying eyes my dying eyes is my rot thing talking to me talking to me as well
i’m not scared eyes is my mortal talking to me my mortal eyes talking to me
my dying things my rot thing my blue shirt my dying eyes my dying eyes my rot thing my dying eyes my scared eyes i me ortal eyes
is my mortal talking to me? is my mortal talking to me is my dying is my dying eyes is my mortal talking to me?
i’m not scared
eye eyes is my mortal talking to me eye talking to me is my mortal eyes? talking to me is my mortal eyes talking to me no no no
my blue shirt my blue shirt my my ggh… my hhg— combed hair
my mortal eyes talking to me
is my mortal eyes talking to me is my combed hair talking to me is my mortal eyes talking to me ehehehn
and i’m not scared
is my dying eyes talking to me is my mortal eyes talking to me
i’m not scared
i’m not scared
is my dying eyes talking to me is she talking)

phoebe grins at me
eyes like tv screens
beam atrocity
ask if she’s staying for dinner

cup of tea so
hot mug melting
but she refuse
my polite offer of drink
runs her hand in kitchen sink
the water greens and makes the basin rust

be back… cannot she!

her ribs roast by fireplace
covered in grime and worn tarpaulin
lights cigarette
she doesn’t enquire
about the plastic limb pile that’s screaming
loudly at me
to bleed her free
we sit in silence on the beautiful rug
as if she is embarrassed on my behalf
asks if i know whose words those plead from
i cannot say

(narrator speaks:)

it’s present setting again!
caitlyn’s visions clouded up by the two future clones
inventing nightmares
people in motion drowning
make her feel she’s failing to breathe
she is failing to breathe
her palms icy grave
mourns the third of copied mind
who’s now stuck in purgatory
poked by god with candlesticks
that melted questions
still holds
it’s all in his mind
and she stays not real

(blake speaks:)

my plastic person spire shoots
firework of dead head
the banshee begins to fully rise
even though i promise that i didn’t feed her more
twirls
like a music box woman
she looks me and phoebe
no thanks for how i spent the last while
accidentally making her real again
destygianed it’s heart
to be shot threat gestures
banshee carves doll skull into knife
phoebe says to leave and get a burger so i do

when i return my masterpiece is gone
and phoebe drips by couch covered in blood
there’s no sign of other dead woman
forceful takes my hand and leads me outside
and we walk for miles in the rain
and where we go she not explain to me as she
had a dream last year where paper strip eyed
and when she woke up in deep hole
she found pushing dirt was easy due to her
brand new resolve to do as required
time pass and when we reach motorway
she opens the door of a parked car
we get in and she drives without headlights
and we both sit in silence and
i gut feel something awful gonna happen cos she
refuses to just once in my eyes
when i ask if her parents know she isn’t dead
she just says to me
that she’s not really interested in being announced alive
and i don’t have a response to that
and she parks the car in a field i’ve never seen

“this way”

(i’ve never been this scared before oh my mortal thing of meat es it’s me
oh it’s, it’s me with a blue shirt
it’s my dying eyes it’s my rot thing
talking to me: “i don’t want to die”
been this scared before oh my mortal thing oh my mortal thing
it’s me with a blue shirt
my dying eyes my dying eyes
i’ve never been this scared before
my mortal thing of meat where my mortal where wh wh wh wh thing of meat
i
don’t
want to die i don’t want to die
i’ve i’ve never been this scared before oh my mortal life
oh it’s a blue shirt
it’s my dying thing it’s my rot thing
talking to me: “i don’t want to die”
i’ve never been this scared before oh my mortal thing of meat
oh it’s me with a blue shirt
my dying eyes where my mortal?
where my mortal?
where my mortal?
where my tower?
where my mortal?
where’s my thing? where me?
where my banshee where my things all others
where’s everything gone i don’t want to die
oh i’ve never been this scared before
it’s me my blue shirt my blue shirt my dying eyes my rot thing… my rot thing…
my dying eyes my dying eyes my rot thing my dying eyes my rot thing my dying eyes my rot thing my ba—
i don’t want to die i’ve d_ never been this scared before
my dying eyes my rot thing
i’ve never been this scared before don’t k!ll me
i don’t… i… i…
i don’t want to die
i can see the stars tall sky bi_g_v_v_v_v_va_va_die
i’ve never been this scared before i’ve never been this scared i’ve never been this scared before i’ve never been this scared
i don’t want to die)

we trudge in the dark
snap mud crusted bark
commands
“right now stop”

tells me to bullseye my neck somehow
i hold a daisy where i’m told and she says

“that’s good enough”

takes a running step and nocks her bow
with glowing green arrow
i’m resigned to stand quite still as she releases
my k!ller
i am pierced through neck with burning striking pain
“i don’t want to die please
i don’t want to die”
i can see the stars and tall man spit on me from
in the sky
my brain stops working as do muscles
then dirt get in my eyes
hear m_ffled phone dial
how my veins more bile than blood?
i think i’ll pass away now

(banshee speaks:)

her
and now
dead again
i’m getting sick of this man
in spite of rigorous funding
still invests in hunting

- coriher

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