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Lights (887 hits)

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Labels: Untruth

Rating: 2 on 19 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
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Submitted by Snark << snarkk.at.gmail.com (View user info) at 2005-01-18 10:49:25 EST


Lights.

Red. Blue. Neon green.

Ribbons in her peripheral vision.

Turn your head.

She turns her head...

Ribbons like steamers, but they're not.

The drug's doing its job, bending reality to Hollywood perception.

And what the fuck is that good for anyways?

What good is that place?

It's no better than the other when you think of it.

That place of Parental torture and guilt and everything you can never be.

Here. In this place... she's alive.

She is whim.

She is whimsy.

She is everything she wants to be.

The shit coursing through her veins tells her so.

Go along with it.

Go along with it.

Go along with it, it wants you.

Oh god, she wants it too.

She recognizes the ribbons. They're not ribbons... well they are... but she recognizes them, and the city streets flowing by drag her back to recognition... drag her back to the unforgiving now.

Ribbons... light... stores and lampposts and jackets and crumbling brick... streaming by.

Stars and stone. The oldest things in the world.

Much too fast for her, too fast for drunken reality, too fast for any reality she can comprehend besides what lies outside her parent's bedroom door.

As if that's a reality.

It doesn't matter.

She's lost in "Whatever it is" and it's leaking into the humming cramped space she finds herself in. It's leaking into her pours and her memories and the hole in her heart where her last boyfriend used to sleep.

It's leaking into places she cannot name.


Fuck it.


Into...


Into the vinyl plastic chemical smell of her whole world.

It's the mind-fuck silicon world in her sinuses. It's the smell of cologne and perfume and other lies made from the glands of animals long dead. Except the smell leaks from the hidden crevasses of someone with a big fat fucking bank account, and even she can't remember the name of the car she's in, she just knows it's made in a place that's not Japanese.

No.

Japanese is affordable but it's not chic.

She's young, and she's fucked, and she's forgotten the last words of her dying father, and even though she doesn't know her brother's favorite color, she completely one hundred percent magazine knows, that you're only truly cool if your car is European.

Cuz it's about what you have.

It's about what you win.

It's about competition and what it makes you.

Because you are what you are and she's got the genetics.

The Price is very, truly, beyond anything you ever knew, Right Bitch?... if you're lucky.

She never had a fucking chance.

She knows it.

She knows it and she doesn't care.

She doesn't care because she's you and she's me and we're ignorantly drowning in her.

We'll inject our popular-opinion, media, CNN ignorance JUST-ONE-MORE-TIME.

SUGAR

Why not?

She knows that when the ribbons turn into dots, the ride ends.

When the ride ends her ticket is void.

Then her free ride is up and it's time to pay.

Maybe not right away, but she will.

We all fucking do.

She knows that when the metallic humming stops... when the pale grin turns to a sneer...

She stops.

We stop.

She feels, in her softest places, that it must never happen.

I wish I could save her because if I could...

Well...

I just can't.















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Submitted by mo (user info) at 2005-04-24 23:47:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2

I think that was rather good for someone who was drunk. I guess a little writers ranting is good for the soul when you've been drinking. I usually can't write when I've been drinking, it would actually sound like I was drunk. Anyways always a pleasure to read. Mo

Submitted by williamson (user info) at 2005-02-25 00:18:20 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

This is depressing. Really depressing.

Submitted by matrix2681 (user info) at 2005-02-24 23:56:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Looks like somebody slipped a date rape pill in her Corona.

Submitted by Jo_of_the_golden_P (user info) at 2005-02-04 14:33:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

...I've rented a firetruck.

Submitted by wookie (user info) at 2005-01-25 10:23:32 EST (#)
Ranking: 2



Submitted by Benny (user info) at 2005-01-19 22:14:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

I liked it. I don't know what it means but I did like it. I think if I tried writing something whilst I was pissed it would be chaotic as well (the difference being is that what I would have written would be crap).


Submitted by MandaPanda (user info) at 2005-01-19 03:30:26 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Holy crap.

Submitted by LadyPlural (user info) at 2005-01-19 02:27:49 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Wow. This post, and Circe's little... poem? were really intense. Of course, I have to be awake in an hour, so I might just be tired.



















Nah.

Submitted by Kre8rix (user info) at 2005-01-18 15:39:23 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Chaos is my friend

He still owes me $20 though so we haven't talked in a while.

Have that fucker call me.



Submitted by HadToBeDone (user info) at 2005-01-18 15:35:40 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Nice. But more necrosiac please?

Submitted by Tickle (user info) at 2005-01-18 15:12:14 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

I like it. I re-read it emphatically to get a rush of chaos. It feels Vaguely familiar and without control.



Submitted by Xena (user info) at 2005-01-18 12:51:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

I very much enjoyed the chaos...

Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2005-01-18 12:49:32 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

I have no idea what you are referring to...

Submitted by AshK (user info) at 2005-01-18 11:25:23 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

i have no comment.

i have no clue what it meant.

i like pretty colors, so +2 for you.

Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2005-01-18 11:21:37 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Today's random words:

Fallen. Broken. Dusty, disused, discarded. Dim, dying, dull, dead, distant, drowning, defiled.

Empty, hollow, waiting, watching, hoping. Barely breathing. Expectant and eternal and ever after, right? Ever after. Forever and ever, time without end, Amen.

And the flowers wait on a sidetable;

And a dress gathers dust;

And everything is poised.

And when, and why, and wait wait soon just wait just breathe and wait and soon...

And her hair is curled;

And the flowers are dustier today.



Submitted by Stin (user info) at 2005-01-18 11:09:26 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

No Comment

Submitted by comicbookguy (user info) at 2005-01-18 10:57:59 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

No Comment

Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2005-01-18 10:52:02 EST (#)
Ranking: 2

Amazing!!!

Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-01-18 10:51:34 EST (#)
Ranking: 0

The next Necro is proving to be very challenging to write.

I wrote this when I was drunk off my ass last weekend. I'm not sure what it's supposed to be about but I kind of like the inherent chaos in it.


Bart: What'd you do? Screw up like the Beatles and say you were bigger
than Jesus?

Homer: All the time. It was the title of our second album.

Homer's Barbershop Quartet