Tyranny of the Muse
the official website of author eddie wright
ABOUT
Dusty is good.
And here I am again. I chew my nails. I tap my foot. I chew my nails. I sweat. I bleed. My nose bleeds. It drips. I drip. Im dripping through my chair. Drip. Drip. Drip. I wipe it. I smear it. I wipe again. My head is throbbing. From inside. The wound. Like a golf ball. It pulses. Pulse. Pulse.
Pulse. It squishes. It’s wet. Something’s gonna grow. Something. Hopefully. Something’s gonna be born. Be alive. It’s alive. It should be alive. I should be alive. It’s dead. Dying. Dead.
The mummy wrap ‘round my head is
nothing
Bonnie
Dear Franky-boy,
You. Are. Not. Nothing.
Love, Bonnie
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