Within the Fractures of His Mind May 12, 2015 He lived with Her until she couldn’t stand it so she relocated him to a room in an old house next to a gas station … ….. that house was consumed in flames one night in defense – he said – of the FBI lurking outside his window … ….. the court said he did it on purpose … “Why would the FBI be there … ?” they asked … ….. they called his demons arson … ….. they relocated him to the county lockup for 60 days … ….. after that, he took a test … ….. he passed with flying colors … ! ….. they told Her he had a schism of sorts … ….. some kind of void in the area of his pre-cognition … ….. so he was relocated to a room half way between Her life and the flames of his past … ….. that new place had some greatness to it but eventually – because of a variance of gender, his curious desire to peer through windows in the darkness of night, his perverse intent, his inability to attach … they couldn’t stand him any longer … ….. once again he was relocated … ….. after that, he lived in four walled singularity where he found peace in the world of his schism and the gloominess of his void … ….. She visited him frequently … ….. they laid about watching the light while sleeping … ….. few words passed between them … ….. She gave him sustenance … ….. he accepted her gifts with bland acknowledgement … but after death consumed Her his needs festered and grew to phantasmagorical proportions … continued … Share this:TwitterLinkedInRedditPocketPinterestPrintEmailMoreFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related