WEEK FIFTEEN: WITTY (1-0) vs DEAD MAN (3-1) DEAD MANS VIA NS

dead man · 08-03-2022, 09:35 PM

they

stopped me in traffic. cruising Roscoe and Ashland
i had a Honda. they had warrants and badges. out of the loop
i curved past McDonalds thru the alley we used
to shoot hoops with David, Anthony, Luke. it helped me regroup
i could barely recall what happened down at the store
only how i felt. and how i've never felt it before
like.. energy storms. adrenal rushes. ecstasy, porn
Rumble in the Jungle. 1974.
vein vessel engorge. glowing red malevolent force
less than half a second
they were dead on the floor
in intensity, ordered: initial pause
then heavy remorse. then a
pulsing stream of pleasure to my genital warts
back door, engine backfire, pedal to paint
off and running towards a narrow escape
65 MPH's, humming home on the range
teleporting every car into emergency lanes
raincloud follow above, wherever devils may take me
blood pressure rising now the weather is changing
snapping off streetlights. huskies are howling
the world is at my fingertips. i'm nothing without this
pavement shift tectonic mountains. air thick with debris
SWAT team gritting their teeth, licking their chops
waiting for the holster at their hip to unlock
thoughts producing instant, metaphysic reactions
Psychic like Kadabra causing critical damage
I got to the lake. stepped out the car, walked for a ways
breathed deep, the salty decaying sharkfin waters we waded
with all of our neighbors. the absurdity.
it struck me at once
old man yelled at me to freeze and he unbuckled his gun
i focused all my power on exploding his head
felt my aura turn red. planet darkening, the moment resets -

woke up handcuffed tight onto a hospital bed
i knew that shit was all in my ..

dm

08-03-2022, 09:35 PM	#4
dead man living Join Date: Jan 2013 Posts: 3,485 Battle Record: 33-18 Accomplishments - Hall of Fame Champed - AOWL Season 1 - Art of Writing League - AOWL Season 4 - Write Week V - GWL Season 1 Rep Power: 77606679	1974 they stopped me in traffic. cruising Roscoe and Ashland i had a Honda. they had warrants and badges. out of the loop i curved past McDonalds thru the alley we used to shoot hoops with David, Anthony, Luke. it helped me regroup i could barely recall what happened down at the store only how i felt. and how i've never felt it before like.. energy storms. adrenal rushes. ecstasy, porn Rumble in the Jungle. 1974. vein vessel engorge. glowing red malevolent force less than half a second they were dead on the floor in intensity, ordered: initial pause then heavy remorse. then a pulsing stream of pleasure to my genital warts back door, engine backfire, pedal to paint off and running towards a narrow escape 65 MPH's, humming home on the range teleporting every car into emergency lanes raincloud follow above, wherever devils may take me blood pressure rising now the weather is changing snapping off streetlights. huskies are howling the world is at my fingertips. i'm nothing without this pavement shift tectonic mountains. air thick with debris SWAT team gritting their teeth, licking their chops waiting for the holster at their hip to unlock thoughts producing instant, metaphysic reactions Psychic like Kadabra causing critical damage I got to the lake. stepped out the car, walked for a ways breathed deep, the salty decaying sharkfin waters we waded with all of our neighbors. the absurdity. it struck me at once old man yelled at me to freeze and he unbuckled his gun i focused all my power on exploding his head felt my aura turn red. planet darkening, the moment resets - woke up handcuffed tight onto a hospital bed i knew that shit was all in my .. dm __________________ Zack Wicks for president Last edited by dead man; 08-06-2022 at 03:07 PM.