Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Thee, to the things that I cannot remember

chair.
blood.
gaping holes.
pregnancy?
cold.
Random words that went through my head. I felt like i had been asleep for hours. I come to, and I see faces. Faces vaguely recalled. Where is his? oh, i see his shape. How it it that I came to be here-on the ground. I am on the ground. My body abandoned me for hours. No. minutes. It closed itself off from the rest of me. And now I am on the ground. I am carpet. Do not disturb me.
The blood left my body, into the carpet and away. My spirit is in the floor.
I am carpet. I am calm. I was breathing...

The last thing I remember, was white cold.

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