Hi! Just a couple of notes: the text within /.../ is
subconscious thought, and the text within (...) is,
well, less subconcious thought. ^_^;; Anyways, hope
you like it!
~Kary
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Dependence/Withdrawal
/"This is your heaven, so if you die, I will kill
you."/
It's fucking cold out, and Kubo-chan's late.
I pull my jacket tighter around me. My breath makes
darkened wisps in the air, snaking up towards the sky
before disappearing. Damn smoke-breath. It's like my
damn memory--dark and cloudy and completely
untouchable. Try to grab it, and it dissipates like
Kubo-chan's smoke into no more than a stink in the
air.
It's seriously weird shit, I tell you. And it's
fucking cold out.
The shower's sometimes like the cold. When I'm alone
and when the steam rises it's like part of me
disappears, melts into the steam and rises up with it,
only to get sucked away by the fan. But the shower's
better than the cold, 'cause sometimes things come out
of its steamy smoke, like Kubo-chan doing the damn
laundry. And when that happens I like the shower,
'cause though I can't catch my old memories, new ones
come up to fill my head instead. Like...
(...sweltering heat. I can feel his hands. His breath
tickles the back of my neck. So close. It's so hot...)
Dammit. Where is he? (I want...)
/At first it was just a bright room and a warm bed.
Soft clothes. Curry and a dry place to sleep. But
later, it was a body to hold onto at night. Warmth to
curl up with in the dark. A reminder that I'm still
here, and that even if I can't find my past I've found
something.
Kubo-chan, I am what you've made me. You're all that I
remember./
The wind picks up, gagging me with my scarf. It's even
colder than it was before.
(You said: "Dying is an art, and I'd do it
exceptionally well. I'd do it to feel real."
Kubo-chan...
Don't you dare. If you do it I'll damn well kill you.)
Damn. Kubo-chan, where the hell are you?
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Author's note: Apologies to Sylvia Plath for taking
and distorting one of her lines and to Minekura for
taking and distorting one of her characters... O_o
subconscious thought, and the text within (...) is,
well, less subconcious thought. ^_^;; Anyways, hope
you like it!
~Kary
---------------------
Dependence/Withdrawal
/"This is your heaven, so if you die, I will kill
you."/
It's fucking cold out, and Kubo-chan's late.
I pull my jacket tighter around me. My breath makes
darkened wisps in the air, snaking up towards the sky
before disappearing. Damn smoke-breath. It's like my
damn memory--dark and cloudy and completely
untouchable. Try to grab it, and it dissipates like
Kubo-chan's smoke into no more than a stink in the
air.
It's seriously weird shit, I tell you. And it's
fucking cold out.
The shower's sometimes like the cold. When I'm alone
and when the steam rises it's like part of me
disappears, melts into the steam and rises up with it,
only to get sucked away by the fan. But the shower's
better than the cold, 'cause sometimes things come out
of its steamy smoke, like Kubo-chan doing the damn
laundry. And when that happens I like the shower,
'cause though I can't catch my old memories, new ones
come up to fill my head instead. Like...
(...sweltering heat. I can feel his hands. His breath
tickles the back of my neck. So close. It's so hot...)
Dammit. Where is he? (I want...)
/At first it was just a bright room and a warm bed.
Soft clothes. Curry and a dry place to sleep. But
later, it was a body to hold onto at night. Warmth to
curl up with in the dark. A reminder that I'm still
here, and that even if I can't find my past I've found
something.
Kubo-chan, I am what you've made me. You're all that I
remember./
The wind picks up, gagging me with my scarf. It's even
colder than it was before.
(You said: "Dying is an art, and I'd do it
exceptionally well. I'd do it to feel real."
Kubo-chan...
Don't you dare. If you do it I'll damn well kill you.)
Damn. Kubo-chan, where the hell are you?
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Author's note: Apologies to Sylvia Plath for taking
and distorting one of her lines and to Minekura for
taking and distorting one of her characters... O_o