somethingstrangeinthewoods

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it came down from the sky white like eyes white like blood i will hold you

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Al r mi frwends

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I'm not alive

I'm disassociateing

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The air is cold but when I see the twinkling lights I feel some warmth in the tips of my fingers

47°03'48.2"N 8°19'44.6"E

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Where I'm at

look alive, sunshine

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The Strangeling

[The beginning~]

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Ending 4- you feel sick

The Colours won’t stop Red Green Blue

"Above me below me upon me through me"

It hurts

Help me

[THE END]

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Ending 3- beginning of something new

You awaken to a brave new world. Welcome home.

[THE END]

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Acceptance

They(?) take you apart. First is the skin, like thin needed dough she(?) runs his(?) fingers along it, their(?) claws leave an intended trail. He(?) sink needle teeth into it at your shoulder, you feel their(?) teeth turn under like little hooks and grip at the underside. Then she(?) peels you, like an orange revealing your endocarp muscles to the night air. When the only peel left on you is on your head, you look like them(?). Your syrup blood leaks from your muscles onto the grassy earth, the air is dense and hot with the sweet smell of you, it mixes with the cold juniper in the night to meld into a warm embrace of cinder and chili. She(?) takes all the peeled skin and chews it up to swallow, when you kiss you taste the trace of vanilla it left behind. They(?) slide his(?) face down your warm abdomen, you can feel the blood rush around your body, there is the taste of brandy on the back of your throat. She(?) pushes their(?) hand between the slabs of muscle and penetrates your core, you feel your innards clench around her(?) arm as the tips of their(?) fingers brush up against the deepest parts of you. He(?) grabs your left kidney and slowly pulls it out into the night, its sill attached to you with pipes and veins, and you can feel it as she(?) bites down into it like a tart. The tension building then snapping as their(?) teeth sink past the outer walls, then the organ collapses into itself as he(?) rips one half from the other, some fluid you never learned the name of spills out of the half-eaten cake and you feel the other half slide down their(?) throat. Her(?) face is painted with strawberry red jam that drips down as he(?) looks up at you with shiny eyes. They(?) shoot up to level with you and plant another sweet kiss on your lips, smearing your red on you. You slip your tongue onto theirs(?) and invite it into your mouth, you run your teeth over the soft velvet before biting down, you chew it and swallowing. You stare into each other’s eyes, you see him(?) stare back with only acceptance, as the smell of hot brandy fills the top of your nose your nose.

[acceptance washes over you]

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look back

There is nothing to be afraid of anymore, There is no where you need to go, nowhere to be.

[there is no escape]

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Final steps

You reach out, for a moment you [look back] but only for a moment. You step forward to join them(?). 

[You accept the invitation]

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follow

You follow silently, five steps behind them(?). Moss climbs the tree trunks and fills all the corners, vines drape themselves across forgotten stumps, fleshy black willows with violet leaves grope yearningly for the ground and the sky. stones are grown over, footpaths are lost. You see the green creek up ahead, the air becomes damp with the smell of hair. she(?) stops at the creeks lip, he(?) turns and offers their(?) hand to you... What now?

[take the final steps]

[Or are you going to spit in their (?) face?]

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You feel...

Oh, Kris.

You are an empty husk, the world is a boundless plane of infinite potentiality, but you have no hands to grasp it with. The sky is void of the moon’s ghost light. Your loneliness reeks of blood and piss. The quite air offers no forgiveness or comfort or acceptance.

I told you, you know nothing, understand nothing, you only glimpse the tip of the iceberg.

You are trapped forever. The past is ever present. The trees cackle with malice.

Poor pathetic little strangeling, you’ve taken them to bits for their parts, now your all alone again. You take the stained femur from the dirt; you balance it on your thumb and rotate it by an angle of 38 degrees, you see its surface is cracked from where you raked them with your teeth.

You close your eyes and drown yourself in your supreme idiocy. The colours flash in your head, their red on green grass, their bright whites in the eyes, your dull nails cutting through tendon and sinew.

Nails … nails, you look at their nails on your new hand, you notice a hangnail on the fourth finger on the right. With the thumb and middle on the left you grip it then pull. It peels down your finger, down your hand, down your arm until it snaps off at the elbow.

Consumed you continue to peel.

One,

two,

three,

n^n.

You count as time passes you by, until there is no skin left on your forearm at all.

'How pathetic if you were gonna peel it all off then what was the point to begin with.' I whisper in your ear on the wind.

You become lost, in this point, in the place the skin used to be. You are so infinitely dense, all of you is condensed into one unicellular being. You can wail and scream, you’re a choir of gnashing teeth hungry mouths and empty minds.

You crave the ultra-violent, you are empty,

done with this world before your birth,

sad pathetic mess.

You dig your hand into the dirt, feel it dig under (their) your nails, you eat the dirt, it mixes with the blood on your tough, it Squelches between your teeth, it is soggy as it slips down your throat. You feel pity and disgust.

‘Your worse off now than before’ I’m looking down at you, ‘How disgusting’. You are nothing.

You weep, you remember the colours.

[You can't feel anything]

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Spit in their face

You jerk back. You turn to run, but before you can take a single step you feel it grab you by the shoulder blade. The bone snaps in two, the tendons in your arm come lose as it hangs to the side. It pulls you, your back slams into it’s chest. You see its face, the broken jaw, the dagger brown teeth, the sunken empty eyes. Its claws rake your stomach, it stabs into you at the navel then draws up to the apex of the stomach. Red spews out of the new hole. Your intestines leap out onto the mud with a damp thud. It’s wrapped around you, it pushes its claw into the hole and rips out a kidney, crushing it in its fist, it splats on the floor. You look at the empty sky.

You feel its head push into the slit, violently, you feel your bones crack, you feel your organs rupture, you feel its hands push your skin from your muscle, you feel something push up your throat.

You feel

You feel,

You feel

you feel

you feel

you feel…

[you feel]

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Accept it

You accept the gift. the apple is warm in your hands. You take a bite it tastes too sweet. They(?) turn but look for you to follow their(?) pointed finger as they(?) walk.

[Follow them(?) to the creek]

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They want you to have it

A gift! How kind!

It is golden and dotted with brown warts, she(?) cups it in his(?) hands, it leaks a brown puss. Their(?) face was full of hopeful fear. What now?

[[ Are you going to accept this gracious gift?]]

[[Or are you going to spit in their (?) face?]]