on a million to one chance you win a time token. a lucky strike! wow! hello beautiful future a crisp and unnatural morning in which, unknowingly you… proceed… down halls made of gold.
kiss the ground and become remade, welcome in the dry heaving coastal gaurd who carries the bodies of the drowned ones. let them lie in the lobby and remain there.
oh it is good to see you and it is good to remain here! the sound of coins falling out from metal mouths is soothing my ache. the one ache. that one deep inside my stomach where i left the burning reminder. it coats it in a kind of sticky jelly. one more! one more sound! one more! add the sounds to the floor and watch the writhing bodies of the newly awakened as they clamber up the steps to play.
JOIN US OH DISASTER KIN
welcome to rooms of your own making, and in here the future that calls itself forever unwinds until it becomes you. your naked drowned flesh is never more attractive than when remade in the image of a cocktail waitress, a croupier and a rolling fireball, let the spurs of a crotchless dress sprout out from your hips. dying wonder what are you and where did they drag you in from.
i crouch on the ground before you and worship this salt stained sweaty corpse of yours. become the new staff here. become my lovers. all join and hands inside each other make a chain that rings the ship and calls itself forever joy. i will keep a lock of your hair in a wallet that i use when i make my own bets.
the fastest way to get to the tomorrow island is through our cafeteria and bar we have restaurants on the third and fourth floors and several people willing to take your orders. that’s no joke! i wish it wasn’t only the way it is but trust me you’ll get used to it. in fact you’ll flourish and when you do the deep devil who takes a peek out from behind your heart once in a while will lean out more whole and smiling.
that’s when you grab it. that’s when you plunge your fingers into your chest and throttle your evil heart. i know it because i did it. i did it because i love this place. i can’t leave and i never will.
you must remember. you must remember. return to the place in which your joy was born and make the deep trench wet again. kiss my hands and walk inside the halls that glitter silver and a shimmering sweet wild blushing red. vines are growing in the garden and when the birds sing i can hear them. it makes me feel like you. it makes me. the shuddering flesh of dead swimmers is clogging up the entrance way.
let’s go somewhere quieter. i see a dark horizon. let’s take a walk. the team has got it covered. i can hear the alarm. i can feel it’s warmth. so please. please let me see you smile again.
GlitchOut 