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![]() ![]() See James loved Andy more than the moon and the stars But Andy loved James like a girl loves her dolls Manipulating and cold, whispering his orders again As the hair stands at attention on James’ seemingly porcelain skin With a tingle traveling up his spine like wayward travelers Nerves all a tangle, like his mangy beard and its straggled fur And every time Andy left, the walls howled and the room bled The phantom lingered at his earlobe, memories of a warm breath Was better than any kind of dreamscape he’d been spoon-fed By romantic subplots or bullseye! shots from a Cupid It was genuine stuff, every single whisper was the truth He didn’t know what the words were supposed to mean but still ate up all his food And every time Andy would visit, donning that white coat like a vision Those were the times this cold, small room didn’t feel like a prison The touch of escapism, it was ecstasy, or euphoria And even if Andy didn’t mean that way, James meant it for the both of em The inspection of his limbs, filled his head up with screams Hooked up to the machines, vitals displayed on the screens always careen James had a crush and what’s a crush if you don’t lose your head in the process? But like all facades, it had to Come to an end, it’s simply logic. … Andy entered James’ room, escaping the breeze in the corridor James sat cross legged on the bed awaiting command from his overlord Andy cracked the kind of grin a conman would wear on his lips The one that bares terrible intentions, misguiding, mischievous He said “the tests are all done James, you passed with excellent scores Now it’s time for the final run” James swore he seen the outlines of devilish horns Andy knelt at the bedside and whispered “attention” Finally James heard the entirety of his mystery sentence “Visceral. Napalm. Angelic.” With such cold resolve he choked up the words “Nefarious. Imitation. Recluse.” James squinted at the random assortment he heard “Definitive. Lambent. Intelligence.” Staring at the ceiling befuddled, his heart starts to flutter As he sees red and a rage consumes him when the last syllables uttered He wildly swings his arm to the bedside where Andy is knelt Squeezing his throat in his hand roughly Andy let out a yelp In a matter of seconds he’s on his feet, black eyes stare into the scientist’s soul He hoists his body above his head, grabs each end of his torso and PULLS Screams bellow through the facility and the scientist is pulled into halves Blood and entrails litter the floor as James takes a red bath With a crazed look in his artificial eyes he rushes the reinforced steel door and breaks it Let this be a lesson…be careful what you whisper…to sleeper agents |
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