A Boy and His Garbage
On occasion when I was feeling particularly sullen, I would wander the trails near my home and sneak onto a rail line some of the local businesses use to ship equipment to each other. It wasn’t active during the day, so it was not very dangerous. I’d never seen anyone else walk on the tracks,…
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My Pet Carcass
I get lonely as a peripatetic.A wanderer of lives, an inhabitant of the in-between.So I keep a pet. It gets hungry.I feed it.It gets tired.I let it rest.Day in, and day out. But lately it’s been getting lonely.So I dissolve it in a tub of acid.And I wear its skin.And I try my best to…
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The End.
If you’re reading this, it is over. Definitively terminated. Concretely splattered. Oftentimes I’ve wondered what your final thoughts must be, falling through the sky. I don’t believe in honourable suicide, most people are probably scared, regretful, frantic. As the sky becomes Earth, as head becomes pavement, as man becomes corpse, freedom becomes absolute and unattainable.…
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Prion Entanglement 