dead.harbour
07-25-2012, 12:30 PM
Background. Anecdote. Reflection. It will be formulaic but effective, controlled, disciplined. Writing your own biography with a gun to your head isn't easy, a dilated artery pulsing against the barrel of a cold revolver, but if I am to find hope in the prelude to my own death then I must impress my captor.
I’ve lived a grayscale gradient, chapters don’t apply here. Everything has led to this moment because of who I’ve been, who I want to be, who I’m wanted to be.
The revolver has a diameter of 26mm and the increase in pressure is easily felt against the summoning of vacuous thoughts. I want to escape the expectation.
I want to escape the expectation.
A few words at a time...it comes.
The story of my life is one of orchestrated threats masterfully crafted and timed to coincide with the points at which I’m unable to recount the commodity for which I’m now threatened, my valuable tales.
Is this working? Asking the captor is against the rules. A pressure reduction and the blood returning to my temporal artery would indicate that it is. If only the barrel were pointed the other way I would have a story to tell.
Premeditated murder wasn't what I set out to do.
Is that why I’m here now? To pull the trigger?
But to pull a trigger requires motive.
Or lack of it.
I’ll pull it.
I’ve lived a grayscale gradient, chapters don’t apply here. Everything has led to this moment because of who I’ve been, who I want to be, who I’m wanted to be.
The revolver has a diameter of 26mm and the increase in pressure is easily felt against the summoning of vacuous thoughts. I want to escape the expectation.
I want to escape the expectation.
A few words at a time...it comes.
The story of my life is one of orchestrated threats masterfully crafted and timed to coincide with the points at which I’m unable to recount the commodity for which I’m now threatened, my valuable tales.
Is this working? Asking the captor is against the rules. A pressure reduction and the blood returning to my temporal artery would indicate that it is. If only the barrel were pointed the other way I would have a story to tell.
Premeditated murder wasn't what I set out to do.
Is that why I’m here now? To pull the trigger?
But to pull a trigger requires motive.
Or lack of it.
I’ll pull it.