How does man's garden grow (531 hits)
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Submitted by InkyFingers (View user info) at 2008-03-10 18:35:15 EDT
Woke in humid night by cross-chest itches and needle-prick stings playing and striking in rivers of sweat rolling from forms pressed in wet shape against thin cotton curtain. The more agile hand (in midnight) passes to learn what bugs or burns or abrasions flare to sting beneath running pools and his fingerprint traces bumps, less rigid than his skin, speckling the surface of one man's left chest. "That's not good." remarked then observed with attendance to the night lamp and movements from laying to sitting.
This being first night's rest in years, the man was sore to have it interrupted, but a body's growths investigated and, accompanied by eyes and full-alert mind, learns the healthy smattering of bumps that marr a healthy chest of hair. Worse, the bumps begin to split in burning, madness itching and small green forms strike forward as blood and flecks of skin dribble from punctures. Gasp-hollering like startled caveman he grasps few tender buds in palm to tear away but feels the roots hold tenderly and fast to mortal parts. Still, pulls to screaming (rather than be anchored by growth), pulls himself to floor where wrent flower parts and blood awkward mingle.
Awares are both, both hurrying stumble running for supremacy: buds bloom as furious carpet covering his chest so nothing of man be seen save closed fist grab/yanking fistfulls of soft beauty. He tears colorful arrays of petal, stem and skin so now he hollers and screams for the added strength of his own voice and as warn reminders to echo into later dreams.
Then feels the itch on back and top of head. Where reaching finds the bumps half to blooming and yanks like tear the head from neck but flowers rooted so deep into brain and skull that head contorts where then he sees his shadow dancing marrionette against the wall, falters briefly in design, then doublestep to tearing bud and flower. Now he does scream defiant, reinfocement to assault, and discovers in paling horror that the throat is oergrown with buds that cut away the voice prevent sweet cold breath from compelled replace.
Fear fear fear. Now life, perceptably terminal as cluthing throat with one and reaching into mouth with other. But deeper grows the truth in one who fully has percieved it, the belly rapid fills, distends to transparency with waters where liles float and press against the illumed surface. It fascinates the hands that move to clutch its sides and his last moment is a tear that spills and spread full blossomed white flowers accross floor and empties him so full that his brain might well have washed away from what was man, now an awkward pile flowers atop a mound of...
what?
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Submitted by InkyFingers (user info) at 2008-03-15 12:15:13 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Then I realized they updated the post board so low scores get booted after x ratings. Ohhhhhh, smacks forhead. Cha Cha
Submitted by InkyFingers (user info) at 2008-03-12 16:28:05 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
They got you eh, U-site. Wonder if this is "Das Boot" prior mentioned. If you read this again Bart, I recomend saving all averages then erasing all non text submissions and starting over.
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2008-03-11 12:01:01 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
gross
Submitted by HellRazer (user info) at 2008-03-10 22:34:40 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
This was fucking awesome. Way to go Inky.
This story reminds me of Creepshow(maybe part 2). You know the part where Stephen King finds that meteorite in his yard and is going to sell it but ends up touching the goo inside and is turned into Swamp Thing before he kills himself? I think that's parallel to what's happening here. I could be wrong though.
I also liked the one where they had the killer monkey locked in the box.
Submitted by SPECIALk (user info) at 2008-03-10 20:54:38 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
this reminds me of something..i liked it..intense! i think i drank too much hype..that could be it too
Submitted by Sacrilicious (user info) at 2008-03-10 20:26:32 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
You know, I liked this.
It would be better if you ended the last line at "from what was man" before the comma. You don't need the rest.
Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2008-03-10 20:10:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Ummmmm, OK Helen Keller.
Submitted by rob_berg (user info) at 2008-03-10 19:15:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Linus (user info) at 2008-03-10 18:43:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Retard below below.
Submitted by Linus (user info) at 2008-03-10 18:43:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Retard below.
Submitted by Ltap (user info) at 2008-03-10 18:42:32 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
I have 1 question: What the fuck is this story supposed to be about? I was so buried in prosy, flowery showers of adjectives that I couldn't even figure out what was going on.