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A story from a song 'Brick Shithouse' [2]
- I keep walking, floating as if I never stop.
- My body see the breeze, smell the fog and hear the sound of drifting clouds.
- Nobody is in the field.
- My body made all of them go?
- Now I feel the smell of something familiar.
- I move my body to the place where it tell.
- Everything feels strange to me until now, but this is the only thing I feel familiar.
- I come across a house and come into it.
- I see a man reading in bed and look around the house.
- I still feel something.
- My eyes barely try to look around to find something.
- Please, the eyes.
- I can't move my eyes but to hope they will.
- Please do something.
- Like you drop the tears.
- My body wants (to see) something hidden.
- Don't feel with the body any more, see with the eyes now.
- And I see my girl walking into the room.
- She gets into bed and kiss him.
- I turn around, leave the room and come out.
- I wish I'd never met her.
- Now I'm standing in the backyard staring at the brick shithouse and find my eyes deelpy dented down with blood covering and running my face.
- [~find blood covering my face and running from my eyes that deeply dented down.]
- nelling
May 2016
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