THE PRESSURE FROM HIS PARENTS TO BECOME SOMETHING GREATER CAUSED AILING DISTRESS
EVERY TIME THEY POINTED OUT THEIR SON'S SCREW UPS, HE PULLED AWAY: UNTIL IT TORE THEM APART, LIKE ANIMAL FLESH
"ALLEN THAT, ALLEN THIS, ALLEN'S THE BEST." EVERY TIME HIS BROTHER'S NAME WAS BROUGHT UP LIKE AN ALLEN WRENCH—
HE OVERREACTED & FLEXED: "IF ALLEN'S THE BEST..." HE SAID LAUGHING INTENSE, LOSING HIS GRIP ON REALITY: FLYING OFF OF THE HANDLE
"THEN I WANT OUT OF THIS FAMILY" HE SAID, AS HIS PARENTS LEFT, HIS BLOOD SHOT EYES. DAGGERED RED AT THE DOOR: AS IT SLAMMED LIKE A SLEDGE
THEIR PASSIVE AGGRESSIVENESS LED HIM OFF THE RAILS OF HIS MEDS, VALIUMS & XANAX: HANDFULS OF THEM, LIKE CANDY DISPENSED FROM A MECHANICAL PEZ
PALE ALE & BECKS, HE WAS A HAZARD TO HIMSELF, GETTING SMASHED INTO BITS, PLASTERED & RIPPED, LIKE SHEETROCK PANELS, HE GOT DISMANTLED & WRECKED.
HERIONE & REGS: HE PICKED OUT THE SEEDS & PUT THEM IN A PAIL ON HIS STEPS: SAVING THEM FOR A RAINY DAY TO COME & HAIL ON THE SHED
INHALING THE STEM: COUGHING UP BLOOD, FRAIL & DECREPT, WITH ENOUGH DRUGS IN HIS SYSTEM TO ANAPHYLACTIC HIS DEATH
HE NEVER SLASHED HIS WRIST OR RAN INTO TRAFFIC OR STRANDED HIS NECK: HE WASN'T SUICIDAL, JUST, MANIC DEPRESSED.
HE WOULD LASH OUT AT ANYONE WHO ATTACKED HIS CHARACTER WITH MALICE INTENT
THROWING TANTRUMS & FITS: HE DRAGGED HIS FAMILY & FRIENDS INTO HIS SADNESS: DRAGGING THEM THROUGH IT LIKE A TRACTORING TREAD
HE LET PEOPLE WALK OVER HIM AND TRAMPLE HIS RESPECT AND HE WOULDN'T STAND FOR IT LIKE A CHIROPRACTOR'S BED
HIS THERAPIST ASKED HIM QUESTIONS: HE COULDN'T ANSWER THEM WITHOUT RACKING HIS BRAIN TRYING TO ANSWER CORRECT:
"ALLEN SAYS, YOUR EMOTIONAL OUTBURSTS HAVE TRAUMATIZED-HIM-TO-THE-POINT HE WANTS YOU IN JAIL FOR THE REST
OF YOUR LIFE. YOUR PARENTS SAID "THEY'RE TRYING TO PULL YOU OUT OF IT: BUT THEY CAN'T HANDLE YOUR MESS."
"WHY ARE YOU HELL BENT ON IMPALING THEM DEAD?" THE THERAPIST ASKED, WHAILING ON HIM WITH QUESTIONS: MANDIBLE CLENCHED
THEY WOULD BEAT HIM, UNTIL HE WAILED AND HE BLED: BEGGING THEM TO STOP, THEY PUNISHED HIM, FOR FAILING THEM
HE BATTLED HIS DEMONS IN A DRUG ADDLED DEN: TAPPING HIS SYRINGE: SMACKING HIS LIMBS, LOOKING FOR A VEIN, TO STASH THE MEDICINE [...]
LISTENING TO VAN HALEN CASSETTES: HE NODDED IN AND OUT OF CONSCIOUSNESS, UNABLE, TO BALANCE CORRECT
IN A TAIL SPIN, ARMS FLAIRING, WITH MALICE INTENT: ANOTHER MOOD SWING, ANOTHER AMBULANCE SPED
DOWN MADISON AND LEX: NEEDLE STILL IN HIS ARM, THE CAP ON THE BENCH, TOURNIQUET, CIRCULATING, RELASPING EVENTS.
THE MEDIC BATTED HER EYELASHES AND FLATTERED HIM, AS THE FLAT LINE STARTED TO NORMALIZE, HE FELT DEMORALIZED SHATTERED WITH DREAD...
"HOW MANY FINGERS AM I HOLDING UP?"
FLASHING 10. THE MEDIC FLASHED THE FLASHLIGHT INTO HIS RETINA AND SAW: DETACHMENT AND SIN: EYES DAMAGED & RED
ONCE HIS MIRANDA WAS READ, THE OFFICER HAND-CUFFED HIM, BUT HE HAD A PIN: HE UNLATCHED IT & FLED INTO THE BLACKNESS
THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT: BUT HE COULDN'T GET IT OFF THE BACK OF HIS WRIST
A STRUGGLE ENSUED
A RANCHER WAS KEPT—HOSTAGE—HE COULD FEEL THE BARREL OF THE GUN IN HIS LARYNX, WEDGED, UNTIL EACH—BREATH—HE—EXHALED—WAS—LEAD—
PELLETS FROM HIS PARENTS WEAPON, HE SNATCHED IT FROM THEIR HAMPER WHILE THEY READ: GRABBED IT & CHECKED
TO SEE IF IT WAS LOADED: AS HE COCKED BACK THE HAMMER, HE SAID SOMETHING UNDER HIS BREATH, BEFORE HE SPLATTERED THEM
(SHELL CASINGS DYED RED LIKE SCAVENGED EGGS) EVERYONE WAS DRAPED OVER BANISTERS, HOLDING ONTO THE HAND RAIL IN SUSPENSE[...]
"SURRENDER, OR WE'LL USE OUR AUTOMATIC WEAPONS TO BRING YOUR HAVOC TO AN END."
HE SURRENDERED, WITH HIS HANDS AGAIN, BUT EVERY TIME THEY HAD HIM ARRESTED, HE MANAGED TO PICK THE LOCK AND BAIL ON DETECTIVES
THE SHERRIF AND THE FEDS: USED EVERY TOOL THAT THEY HAD TO NAB THE ASSAILANT, BEFORE HE COULD VANISH AGAIN
TO NO AVAIL: HE WAS LIKE A PHANTOM MENACE, THEY COULDN'T TRACK OR APPREHEND: A FIGMENT OF THEIR IMAGINATION, GHASTLY AND GRIM
THEY COULDN'T PLACE THEIR FINGER ON HIM BECAUSE HE WOULD HACK IT OFF AND MAIL IT TO THEM AND STAMP THE ADDRESS
HE WAS A PERSON OF INTEREST: THEY GATHERED THE EVIDENCE, THE SCALES AND THE METH-AMPHETAMINES
HE HAD CRACK IN HIS POSSESSION, IT MADE HIM ACT POSSESSED, THE RESIDUE ON THE BAG WAS PARAPHERNALIA SENT
TO THE LAB TO INSPECT. THE WHITE COATED SCIENTIST: SNIFFED A RAIL AND DETECTED THE CAPSULE WAS FENT-ANYL
BEFORE HE COLLAPSED AND SLEPT, AS THE MADMAN DREAMT OF A WAY TO MURDER THEM WITHOUT A TRAIL OF REGRET[...]
AFTER KILLING THE FAMILY PET, HE BEAT THE NANNY TO DEATH: FOR PRYING INTO HIS BUISNESS, HIS HATCHET CONFESSED.
PLASMA IN HIS SWEAT, THE JUDGE'S MALLET CONVICTED HIM OF KILLING ALLEN WITH A WRENCH OVER XANIES AND X
THE LAWYER CRAMMED THE EVIDENCE INTO THE JUROR, AS HE LOOKED DOWN AND SWEARED TO REPENT
HE YANKED THE CRUCIFIX OFF OF ALLEN'S NECK AND STOOD THERE WITH IT IN HIS HAND CLENCHED: AND IMPALED HIM AGAIN
ALLEN SAILED TO HEAVEN—LEFT HIS BODY ASSAILED AND BESET: HIS SPIRIT, WAITED FOR HIS LAST EXHALE TO BE
SHRED
TEMPERS FLAIRING AS HIS FAMILY WEPT: THE JUDGE HANDED OUT THE SENTENCE, BANGING THE GAVEL, UNTIL DEAD MAN'S BAILMENT WAS SET
THE PARENTS IMPLANTED A SENSE OF FAILURE, INTO HIM: EVERY TIME HIS FAMILY PRESSED HIM, IT CALLOUSED HIS CLENCH
THE DEFENDANT VALIANTLY INTERJECTS, PICKING AN ARGUMENT, AS THE DEVIL UNVEILED & INJECTED
A NAIL ON THE HEAD!