It was then that I realised. The wires are multiplying, they now have colours too, red and green. They are not hiding any more, they have made holes through the carpet, the curtains, they are eating through the furniture, the mattress of the bed, like carnivorous worms, they are are taking over the house. I pull them madly from the wall, the floor, they are hanging from the ceiling..I wake up drenched in my own sweat. I dream of wires every night. And I knew it would come to this. I had expected as much. Last night the wires were coming out me.. My chest, full of tiny holes, the wires were coming out…ing of my lungs, my stomach, my heart. I grabbed madly at them and tried to rip them out, I chewed on them in a desperate attempt to free myself. It seemed the wires were made of steel, they had made roots inside my bones, everything I did was futile. I was wired to the house, the house and whatever lay beyond it, together, they had me. I had to bring the walls, the ceiling, the floor down. I had to tear them all down! “This is only a dream, this is nothing but I dream”, I muttered “I need something heavy.
Posted on: Wed, 06 Nov 2013 18:43:08 +0000