Tuesday, June 13, 2006

i can't move my arm..
struggle to drag my body across the floor..
fingernails dig in and i pull
hard so hard.. i can't get anywhere..
the room looks so 2 dimensional..

sit back relax.. its a dream...
i bang my head against the floor..
it cracks.. blood dripping between my eyes..
eyes roll up.. and the room starts to spin...

i'm upright in the chair gun on the table..
its so tempting.. boys will be boys..
i feel the resistance of the trigger against my finger..
its a challenge.. every muscle tenses..