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Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Vampyroteuthis infernalis

Posted by franni jane at 9:46 PM

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from that high up window i am sitting on the ledge chipping paint scraping the backs of my thighs as i sip a can of diet cherry coke... the warm summer breeze blows wisps of hair across my cheek i brush them back and take another sip and lick my lips savoring the sickly sweet aspartame left on them...

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franni jane: I feel like I'm all spit and fire but that fire will die out someday and then I'll just be a pool of saliva on the dirty ground. You lift your fork from your plate and stare into my face with a curious, scientific look in your eye and stab between my ribs, twist and crunch against the bones, fork tines pulling and ripping flesh. It hurts. Especially when you stop suddenly, and go back to eating your dinner like nothing has happened, I sit with blood dripping from my chest, wincing as I try to pull air into my punctured lung, a slight bubbling, rasping sound coming with each attempted breath. I watch you chew and sip so meticulously.. I hope you choke.

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