Yep, Still Alive. And Still Haven't Figured Out What For.Submitted by electrictoothsyndrome at 2018-08-12 04:01:20 EDT
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Over 40 now. Middle age. Carved out a corner in a house, a house that is part mine/part bank's. Alienated from friends, family, world. Watching 4 walls breathe. Checking their pulse. Tossing flaming fireballs into the void, listening for a splash that never comes. Time still ticking away as always, driving kids upward toward adulthood, and me toward old age. I am no vampire. No eternal life will save me from this slow entropy. Snot-nosed punks get taller, grab the reigns of power, and I feel old. I want to cut them all down to size, but I don't want them on my lawn. A sucker is born every minute, but there's a new brand of sucker now, it seems. Or have I just forgotten what being one was like? You never remember being a sucker. You only remember that first moment of awakening and everything after. They'll never know a world where all things are turned off, a world where the crickets speak wisdom in the blackness, facing away from the sun...staring off toward the abyss. A world backlit by a low-hanging moon, with silhouettes of cedar trees against the Milky Way. The 60-cycle hum of humanity permeates every quiet corner and rattles the lucid dreamer to sleep, while the neighbor's smart meter radiates the brain and bones.