I pull the trigger and a billion drops of my imagination shower the open field behind me. The grass grows greener than it has in decades. Maggots rejoice in an orgiastic song and dance while the remainder of my material existence reduces to soil. Mother earth stares solemnly at the stars in a daze of chemically enhanced self discovery. The stars glance back in passing, fading into falsehood as the entire fucking universe hits rock bottom.

Posted in writings on January 9th, 2007 at 1:18 am.