Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Sephia tinted

Snapshots flash through her skull, knife slits of memories on her mind as she sits there curled into herself, the foetal position turned fatal.

Vodka shot, two shot, three shot, four shot, five shot, six shot, seven shot, her shot, metallic pink nails kissing skin, one step, two step, three step, four step, five step, six step, bed, smudged kajal, painted mouth, slipping mask, one word, two word, three word, four word, five word, ‘Why won’t you kiss me?’, flashing lights, shadows, hurt, escape, shorts, so short, tall boy, hazel eyes, flicker, on, off, one high, two high, three high, crash.

Piercing, shiny people, short tight black, red lips, bloody sunrise, swing, wet grass, stilettos, fingers twined, menthols, mouth, mouth-to-mouth, rough raw ready, entangled, shift, silk, unmade bed, undrunk coffee, drunk, disgust, pieces, edge, run, fit, smooth, smile, slick on lip gloss, sleep.

Taxi, touch, want, don’t, chocolate skin, chocolate boy, lick, don’t, open, out, trees, football, climb, fall, break, run, him, hand, hold, push, slick skin kissing skin, fight, laugh, lift, flash light brown, flash back, same, Gateway, getaway, feel, want, don’t, when?

Stop.

She unfurls, slashing at thought threads and soaking into herself, and they die, one by one, in shimmering, heart wrenching pain, bloodied footsteps staining their slideshows.

They don't matter, only she does.

She smiles.

Flash on. *click*