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Monday, July 30, 2007

50lbs of meat

I gave my heart and soul to you my friend
You let me fall
If you could only see what's in my heart
You'd take my hand
I've lived this life as a man would do
Why's it so hard to find the truth?
My faith is strong within myself
I bleed of pride
Inside
I won't forgive

You can't take it back now
It's to hard to swallow
No words
No conviction

I've found the truth inside myself
But I am still doing time
Opened my eyes to what is real
This world is hard
It's cold
It's agony

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

his visit: day five

Yosts' house: Cissy stands in her kitchen, looking at the gun. Suddenly, a vision of John appears outside her window. "Cissy Yost!" he says, in the tone of the radio advertisement. "Are you sitting in your kitchen on 7th Street thinking of blowing off your head with your gun you got back from Kai's trailer? Have you completely run out of whatever let you put up with your asshole husband for 31 years?" She's startled -- John is reading her mind. He continues, "Do you feel that everything you ever touched in your entire life, you turned to shit and mud? Are you ashamed, Cissy, that once, when Mitch was away on one of his bullshit retreats and you were loaded on acid, and Butchie was 13, and had just won his first contest, and you were so proud of him for not being Mitch, and you went into his room, and he was whippin' his skippy, that you said, 'Let me show you had to do that.'" John smiles, and mimes jerking off. Cissy shrieks, and covers her face -- John has uncovered her most shameful, terrible secret. She opens her eyes, and John is still doing it. Horrified, she grabs the gun and shoots at John -- but the gun is empty. She looks at the gun. She doesn't know what's happening. John continues, "Have you wanted to kill yourself every day since, Cissy, and not even known it? And turned yourself into the worst ball-buster known to man, so no one would be with you, and you wouldn't have to be afraid that you'd ever do something like that again, that's how ashamed of yourself you were?" Cissy starts to sob. "Do you think now Shaun, who you loved so much and tried to make a life for, now you turned around and hurt his feelings so bad? Do you hurt so bad that you want to just quit and be over, everything?" Cissy nods, completely drained. "Well, let me tell you about our offer, Cissy... We'd prefer you don't! We wish you wouldn't! Our offer is: Keep going, feeling just as miserable, or worse. Hold the gun under the spigot and turn the water on. Spare Shaun finding you dead in the kitchen -- and as a bonus, you'll also receive: his love. Act now, Cissy! Baptise that fuckin' pistol!" Smiling, Cissy grabs the gun and holds it under the faucet. She looks back up at John -- and he's vanished. She looks back down at her hands, and realizes what she's doing.