BloomB

But maybe I said yes and then no one came to that darkened hall where we sat like two dolls with no hands to manipulate ourselves maybe just a voice between us and maybe they thawed our brains too quickly and no I said no when they painted his eyes shut and maybe this fat cock of a chisel can free us yes by blinding one eye to rub out the other and maybe lightning will fly sideways through us and no one will say yes I can tell that dust from that no but maybe we will be one in the gutters when they flush us away maybe

3 thoughts on “BloomB

  1. This is dizzying and makes the walls in my apartment spin. You’ve given me a glorious headache. It reminds me of the kind of writing that editors from college fiction publications would accept and then heavily edit and think they’re doing you a favor, but really they’re missing the point and an fuck right off. Alright, I have to go to bed. Great stuff.

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