I'm sitting in a hot bed delirious with a cold. If I could see my throat it would be burgundy red like a summer's sunset around 8 o'clock. I'm too sick to to play today.
A summer breeze is my sweet dream
when the season's shower is a monsoon bath
and I'd rather burn in nature's wrath than be dirty
so scorch me tan yeah I can live with that.
Got some breezers but this is getting worse. Anything on TV?
Find a cool anime reason,
this test is just a machine,
so skip the bad news season like
Dracula teasing a girl to eat her,
or maybe me hopefully
Hey I'd like to be that bat & an live eternally.
I can't even tell what movie this is? Maybe Blade with Snipes. It's hard to eat this sandwitch when I keep falling asleep.
Blood fume baths!
Give me a tsunami please!
Some other movie is on. I drag myself to the bathroom and splash freezing tap water on my face. I'm awake enough to watch this for a while.
Toxic mosquitoes swarmin' in my summer picnic
and my bike has a flat tire.
I can't run from Dracula I'm too tired
and my bike has a flat tire.
I turned on anime but uh no on came The Wire.
I'm dreaming I think. Hard to tell.
But the test is just a machine;
Freud's mechanical dream,
and when I wake up
it's summer season.
Try and focus... Is the TV on... hot & cold. Pennywise the Clown.
Dracula said "you gotta getta guitar"
and play across this world, near and far
cross my way no scratch that cross
Because I'm a vampire and it truly does burn
I can't tell the truth but I'll state these facts:
that in any country
on any land
all under the sun as best as I can
I'm gonna change history
I'm gonna change this story
I'd fly away with you
but as much as I'd like too
I'm the last of my kind
and you can't fly
my factory is gone and castles are cold
so let me follow my heart and lose old dreams
find the wizard for a heart but no old clichés
because I'll just get a stake as my just desserts anyway
so tell me what you have to say
tell me in your special way
the little things that keep you sane.
Same dream next scene i'm drunk on this disease.
Criminals move alone,
criminals move with stolen hearts.
Oh yeah there was a stormy night,
Look out a black stain glass window and see Igor attacking graves!
I never said it was a pretty sight,
but sad souls in ugly bodies can still
find solace in a dark corner of their castle if there's room.
And put on music to dance too and soon
lose your bodies
but hold onto your mind,
that's the trick, vampire's grind.
I'd take you along, but I'm the last of my kind.
This is about someone who is sick and watching tv. The emphasis at first is more on the conscious individual who slips farther into a state of delirium while the external reality becomes difficult to interpret. Near the end I used "i'm" instead of "I'm" to reflect how weak the "I" is. I also intentionally misspelt "sandwitch".
I'm interested in hearing any comments on this because I tried to make this pleasurable to read.
I wrote this in an impressionistic style that I've been working on so if you read this & take away a feeling instead of a definite narrative then you did it right. There is a story here but it has multiple angels open to interpretation. I know what I take away from the story but it is probably going to be different than what you take away, which in turn will be different than what the next person gets out of it.
Being sick in summer is the worst.
... Pink Floyd came into my mind after reading this work... And that's me being as simple as I could.
I don't know why exactly, but something about this reminds me of beat poetry; interesting.
This was wonderfully written and amazingly creative! Well done indeed!!