Inside – Day 2
I would have thought knowing they were inside me would be the worst part, but it’s not – the mind adapts to such things; it’s feeling their movements, their scurrying back and forth beneath my skin that is the most brutal part. I don’t know how they were able to gestate inside me; they seem maddened at not being able to get out. Their constant frenzy keeps me up at night – I’m getting no sleep; it keeps me sick throughout the day – nourishment something I’ve not known in weeks; a prisoner in my own home – I’m terrified to go into the light, I look the part of a monster – a filth ridden hag.
I wonder: will they roast in the sunlight if I let myself burn in its glorious blaze? The sun beating down upon me, turning my skin the blistering red of cracked paint on canvas. Perhaps I should wander to the basement and embrace the furnace with its searing hot metal, cooking myself like meat thrown upon a hot skillet. Or simply douse myself with open flame; does it matter at this point? Tempted to try such things, my mind wanders to the possibilities: what if they panic from the heat and start to run, cascading in a black surging mass from my ears and shrieking maw? Nowhere for me to go, no way to escape them – more still coming, an endless flow continuing their frantic evacuation. What if they are no longer only in me, but all over me? The thought alone drives me beyond the limits of this tenuous sanity I now grasp.
God, the cacophony of their humped bodies sliding between the soft tissue of my brain and the hardness of my skull is deafening. I must find a way to get them out! Nails gouging at myself once more, ripping chunks of skin from my own body, sending fresh streams of puss and blood running down my face, past my eyes – my mind shuts down and I feel no more.
This path one that will lead us to obscure things…
Come with me over the next week, as I spin my tale for Coffin Hop 2012. This will be a story told day by day – on the final day, encapsulated into one post.
In honor of the tour, I’ll be giving away a goodie per day to one random recipient who leaves a comment on each post. My prizes will come in the form of e-books, print copies, eZines, and an unending subscription to The Sirens Call eZine as well. (plus there may be a rubber duckie or two) All prizes will be randomly selected on November 1st, as per the Coffin Hop guidelines found here on my Coffin Hop 2012 page, along with a list of the other bloggers. Please don’t forget to visit the Coffin Hop Blog for news, updates, delirious ramblings, and magnificent posts from the other bloggers as well!
October 25th, 2012 at 10:06 am
Wow!! Amazing imagery in this piece. Plus, you get bonus points for using my favorite word, “Cacophony.”
Happy Hopping!!
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October 25th, 2012 at 5:26 pm
Thank you, and bonus points – yessss!
Happy Hopping to you also! ;}
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October 25th, 2012 at 10:52 am
7 out of 10 ews. It’s like one of those parasite shows, only it’s literature, and the images in my mind are horrific.
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October 25th, 2012 at 5:28 pm
I’ll take 7 out of 10, that’s pretty good. Horrific images, that’s even better!
Thanks for stopping by! ;}
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October 25th, 2012 at 4:04 pm
I think that all I can really do is shudder….
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October 25th, 2012 at 5:29 pm
Hmmm… shuddering is good! Good for the soul!
Thanks for the visit Zombie Minx ;}
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October 25th, 2012 at 7:08 pm
Evocative prose; well-spun. Enjoy the hop!
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October 31st, 2012 at 4:05 pm
Thank you Milo! Still hopping on day eight… 😉
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October 25th, 2012 at 8:31 pm
“God, the cacophony of their humped bodies sliding between the soft tissue of my brain and the hardness of my skull is deafening.”
Indeed.
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October 25th, 2012 at 8:34 pm
I’ll see your Indeed, and raise you a Thank You! ;}
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October 29th, 2012 at 8:28 pm
great descriptions.
heather
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October 30th, 2012 at 4:21 pm
Thank you Heather! Thank for coming by to read my twisted little tale!
Nina ;}
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