Explosion, vomit, spray, blood, speckled both bright and dull all across the white wall. Crimson flowers, contoured with tissue and blue ligaments. Hand prints dragged down to leave streaks and bodies on the ground. Fragments, scraps, cloth and bone and grins that broke off as they realized too late that nothing was actually funny.
Metal, rings, crushed under the heel, a handful of slop thrown in a graffiti tag against the wall, tie-dye; same colors, different design, broadcast; I AM THE INSANE.
Slate gray, slabs of gray for the walls and floors and doors and windows, all gray, all etched glass but etched with horror and a white-knuckled razor. Drip, drip, drip, no pipes but incessant dripping. Slop, the backhand across the cheek?- it stings extra red and true because of the rings wrapped around the meaty fingers. Metal, rings, crushed under the heel, you're my handful of body; oh, oh let me throw you into the mix.
Upside down, right side up; where are you little one? Golden yellow, staining the porous white and nothing is pure. Rapture rapture, writhing bodies and twist all round and liquid fire and eyes grow big and faces white. Boisterous laughing, drip drip, WHERE IS THE DRIPPING COMING FROM?
Clawing through layers, gray, gray, gray. Slabs of stone, slates of granite, never sparkling, never anything but gray gray gray. Gray bleeds gray when its cut and sometimes it changes to black, black tar and you suffocate a little more, oh oh oh you pray for gray.
Drip drip drip.
Skin yourself so maybe at least the energy on the surface will aggravate a little less, yes yes yes, oh yes fuck yes you're swallowed unless you dig yourself out. Eyes to the back of the skull, shudder oh god, oh god its all breaths and the energy is out oh god. Bile, skin; seperate and will not stitch together, jagged, red, silver-shine, monsters, and gravel and oh no oh no its black and blue and green and maggots swim through and down is the black ooze, winding it's way through slabs of all gray stone.
Fingernails, push through the see-through suffocation and skin is gone and oh no! Hands up over the mouth, oh no, no one can see, hold those falling teeth in! They want to fall like piano keys, equally black, all out of the yawning mouth; wrap the duct tape around and around until they're sealed forever and its finally done.
Water's fire, throwing it against everything, get it out; it's too thick to let it live. Smoke evaporates, the roar rings through and it cracks stone until its all concrete dust and nothing is important and gray is blinding white and red and it's so strong and raging and the skull reverberates the static again and again until it cracks in two and the brain falls out and then a brainless foot steps down and its squished back through the cracks into a room of all gray stone. Gray, gray with the dripping and the light shuts out and prayers and murmurs and bargains that wouldn't work, to god again and again and the light slides out forever and its all gone.