Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2014
123456789
68747889392020292
92829299988888888
because that's how numbers
work.
I was back at my job
standing in the toy section
for little girls
there was this label
for a disney princess toy
it was labelled
"SPECIAL ***.
DP
$19.99"
and I had this rock hard
******* thinking about
*******.
***** that triple.
every hole oh my god.
right they're between the legos
and hello kitty.
there was a splash and I
awoke. the nurse was standing
in front of me with
a
bucket in her hand.
the mask was off now and
I could see that her head was
completely shaved balled.
both eyes were replaced with
cybernetic lenses, looking
like unblinking insect eyes.
I couldn't feel my arms or
legs.
-that's because we took them
she said
took them?
-yeah. cut them off. they're hanging over there. she pointed
and there they were speared
on meat hooks dangling
from the ceiling like dried
flowers.
I looked at my new stumps
they were patched at the
ends with stemcell bandages
looking like a cross between hamburger
and peat moss.
why would you do that?
-it was part of the procedure. she
didn't think you needed them
anymore
she?
-dalia.
my girlfriend.
oh my god im going to ******* puke
-not possible. we took out your stomach too.
WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?
-a girl's gotta work aye?
she flipped the bucket over
and sat down in it, crossing her legs high. she smiled, without
showing teeth. a big smile like she
was barely containing a laugh.
combined with the lenses
the effect was that of
a praying mantis preparing
to take down a sparrow.
matt nobrains
Written by
matt nobrains
561
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems