Wanna come down right now :: SOTD


Keep Art Alive :: Art by Aly Fell

They got a message
from the Action Man
‘I’m happy, hope you’re happy too
I’ve loved
all I’ve needed to love
Sordid details following.'”

Remy’s dreams come quickly now, flashing by in waves of technicolor and Heavy Metal magazine animation. She has fake colored hair, like a Anime character, like a late 80’s club girl that she tries to forget is a part of her. There are gaps in her memory, gaps in her uniform, gaps in the x’s between each letter of her “name”.

The cure makes her feel ill, the pills make her feel smaller, the blood they pump into her spiked with an unnamed chemical that make her skin prickle, her fingers and toes go numb, and her already broken memory to recede further down the “rabbit hole“. Or what would you say when you are living in the “hole“, and the outer side, the upside, is the place of chaos and crazy? Is this some kind of backwards Wonderland tale?

Clean is nothing anymore. Clean is poisoned and infected and turned, isn’t it? And what of happiness? Of goodness, or badness, or anything in-between? Do such things exist any longer?

Another shot of that please, the one that make it all go dark. The one that makes me float into space. The one that brings on the dreams again.”

Ashes to Ashes :: David Bowie

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