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found something retarded [Sep. 9th, 2005|01:17 pm]
[mood |boredbored]
[music |Massive Attack - Name Taken]

I found this today and couldn't remember writing it. I think this was me trying to have fun and see if I could write a killer's inner monologue. It may have been intended to be captions in a story, but I'm not quite sure. I just know that it was formatted oddly. And here it is:

The world made me empty and I let

No more lies.

I’ll glide through and let them know
it was me that took them away.

Forced memory. I’ll take it how I
can get it.

All I need is candy and a plan. I’ll
show them where to go. Wake them
up. They won’t know my name and
they won’t need to.

May get messy. Yep. I’ll wear my
raincoat. Gloves. Duct tape. You can
never have too much duct tape. My
daddy called it duck tape. He said
duck tape could solve anything. Give
a man enough duck tape and he can
solve anything. Yep.

Daddy knew what he was talking
about. Always did. He showed me
the way before I had eyes. Now it’s
my turn. I have to be strong. Put the
lies away.

Daddy worked hard and so will I. I’ll
dig and dig until there’s nowhere left
to dig. Yep.

Daddy said dirt makes a man strong.
Connected him to his roots. You’ve
got to let it get in your fingernails.
Soak through your pores. Yep.

That’s all it’ll take. One good tug
and she’s gone. Five. Four. Three.
Two. I win.

I saw the gun in his hand and wanted
to make it mine. Five shots. He can’t
hit me.

Hanuman is with me on my back.
The nine levels of heaven flow
through me.

His legs move before his mind does.
Running won’t help him. I run faster.

It ends in urine a whimper. Neither
was mine.

The gun is mine.

[User Picture]From: lahyena
2006-12-26 08:32 pm (UTC)
fucking rocks
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