Bad Synchronicity
everything went well except for a simple glitch In the Temple one night in these apartments called Maison D’Esprit i was out of my Klonopine and all hell broke loose: i woke up with the loud sound of the damn siren mixed with the roaring wind rushing through the trees getting louder then quieting down down down into the boisterous knocks at my door “don’t answer it” “they will go away” muffled voices exchanging insanity One voice loudly speaks twice “i don’t want to live anymore” i then turn the TV on a face with silver hair says “why does kamikazes wear helmets?” “why do they sterilize a needle to give a lethal injection?” he goes on and on i then turn off the television
strange vibes kiss me wickedly the muffled voices turned into screams thereafter quiet laughter at that same time lightening FLASHES Thunder Crashes and rolls avalanched growls of chaos‌ my lights go out.
By Judson G. DeRouen