–do not confuse forward movement
with progress, he says
he cleans a fingernail
with the point of a knife
i huddle in a corner
all of my skin
curled in ribbons
at my feet
there is not a drop of blood
–why is that? i ask
–just forward movement, he says
–but not progress?
he offers a smile, the first in hours
—let’s see about progress
after we’ve cut your
eyes free from those sockets
11 thoughts on “philosophical dialogue #7 (20170603)”
Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh, man that’s the creepiest thing I read in ages. I salute you.
Thanks! Sometimes I creep myself out.
Writing any kind of horror is a tricky thing, seems it slips too easily into gore. This is just downright scary, it’s brilliant.
I wasn’t afraid because I thought it was all figurative. I choose to still think that….
Ha ha ha! Everything is a metaphor. This one is a little grim. 😊
So what you’re saying is, your eyes are still intact?
Still in the sockets where they belong 👀.
Amazing images and food for thought….!
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