tisdagen den 6:e december 2011

Not. Seldom.

"Why the fuck don't you just do what you're supposed to do?"
Eyes. Blinking. Shining. Faster.
"Huh?"
Eyes. Searching. Something. Else. Distraction.
"Look at me"
Eyes. Wandering. Walls. Lightbulb.
"Listen!"
Hand. Face. Fast. Stings. Loud.
Silence.
Silence.
Breathing. Faster. Staring. Ground. Stings.
Silence.
Warmth. Running. Dripping. Down. Lip. Salt.
Silence.
Red.
"Hey look"
Eyes. Closed. Still. Stiff. Corpse.
"I'm sorry, okey?"
Eyes. Open. Scared.
"Honey, you know I didn't mean to..?"
Eyes. Staring. Look. Up.
"I'll buy you something nice, how about that?"
Fake. Smile. Happy.
"Nice, then that's settled"
Pat. Shoulder. Always. Leaving.
"And clean yourself up, you look like shit"
Do. Not. Worry.
"See you at dinner"
Used. To. It.