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I don’t know any of these people. Standing alone, surrounded by faces and bodies and arms and legs, and I’m not sure why I’m here, and I don’t know what I’m doing, and I-
I’m jerked out of my thoughts, and turn to stare, terrified, at the interrupter.
“Are you just arriving? Welcome to college!”
Oh, god, what have I done?Posted By Phlux On 09.22.2012 @ 11:44 am
Plants are really something. Can’t say it takes my mind to an entirely wholesome place, though, when I think about plants. Because they’re basically just going at it all the time, forever. Every trip into the garden is a constant orgy of plant proliferation and procreation. All this sin lodged in your front yard, surrounded by teeming piles of dirt.Posted By Phlux On 08.06.2011 @ 4:30 pm
The lock clicks into place. I turn to face the only other occupant within the room. He’s sitting casually at the table, long manicured nails clicking repetitively against the too-white table.
They sent you in to diagnose me, then?
They didn’t tell you who I was.Posted By Phlux On 08.05.2011 @ 3:38 pm
“He’s breaking down, I think.” What of it. Doesn’t make any difference to you. “We need to get Theresa. She’s the only one that can hold him together.” Metaphorically? Literally? Breaking apart at the seams, and there’s only one person who can help me? That is just unbearably predictable.Posted By Phlux On 08.05.2011 @ 8:02 am
It’s hard to go without. I didn’t really understand that before; to be honest, I still don’t get it. It’s a world with all the colors washed out, perhaps. Maybe it’s looking up at the sky and wondering where all those clouds came from.
I’ve never gone without, even if I’d like to pretend as much – they’ve always kept me from falling.Posted By Phlux On 06.18.2010 @ 11:53 am