religious regurgitation
I woke up thinking about you again today - unaware.
As soon as I rose, I made my bed mat and then headed straight for the bathroom. Akin to my morning ritual, I lit a cigarette and laid it in the ashtray – left largely to smoke itself - and began to prepare myself for the coming day. All of a sudden, and as potent as true love is, the phantoms of my previous night’s dream washed over me; with a final fatal blow, I turned and quickly vomited. When the retch released my trembling body, I peered into the newfound contents of my stomach – It was the color of yellow highlighter and left the sting of bile high in the rear of my throat. I slowly rose from the cold linoleum floor to find a vagrant soldier staring at me – trapped in the confines of a bathroom mirror. I stumbled - broken - towards the bathroom sink and tipped the faucet back to release the cool fountain of spring water miles beneath. The soldier’s gaze warily left my eyes as I bent down and drank deep from the pooling well formed in the cup of my hand. When I had taken my fill of the fresh water, I splashed the remains through the thick of my beard and up along my ever-growing forehead. Soon, I was entirely rinsed of the episode - mind and body - and I looked up to find the aging veteran sardonically replaced by a likeness of my own swampy face.
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-LIFE IS ABSURD-
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