He was hot, his face flushed with
red patches, but his hands were cold. The sweat in his palms only served to
invite the chill into his knuckles. There were far too many people for his
taste. One ought to be able to shop for groceries without having a panic
attack.
Deep
breath in.
Deep
breath out.
Repeat.
People were staring at him now.
Their eyes aimed to crush; every gaze that fell upon him added one hundred
pounds to his chest. He could do nothing to stop them from looking at him, from
witnessing his shame. It was all outside his control, and these strangers would
see him at his most vulnerable. See him, and judge him. His heart was pounding
from behind his Adam’s apple, not fast, but HARD. Every thud landed with a jolt
of pain, and every jolt of pain blurred a detail in his surrounding environment.
Oh god, their faces. The faces judging him were no longer human, but alien.
Distorted in ways that would kill a normal person. A nose turned around
backwards and inserted into an empty eye socket. There was a woman who’s
eyelashes looked as if they were sewn into her brow, forcing her cruel stare
into ceaselessness. And one man’s red beard grew out from his teeth as he
laughed and pointed. Powder. They were crushing him into powder. And our young
hero collapsed.
It was getting lonely in here! I adore the piece, keep up the good work my dear brother!
ReplyDeleteHoping to to take my creative fiber and be a little more regular. Lol.
ReplyDeleteYou could try the beat life style like me? But even Bukowski dissavows it. "That was all a man needed: hope. It was a lack of hope that discouraged a man. I remembered my New Orleans days, living on two five-cent candy bars a day for weeks at a time in order to have leisure to write. But starvation, unfortunately, didn't improve art. It only hindered it. A man's soul was rooted in his stomach. A man could write much better after eating a porterhouse steak and drinking a pint of whiskey than he could ever write after eating a nickel candy bar. The myth of the starving artist was a hoax." Hank
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