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the wheels came off and the hotel was seriously damaged. it used to be a perfect place. easy to navigate. the staff doing what hotel staff is supposed to do. managing the hotel and tending to the guests. that sort of stuff. but then the wheels came off and the light went out and nothing happens when i ring the bell. i ring the bell i don't know how many times and nothing happens. is there a time loop. there's nobody i could ask. i stay in bed. take it easy. i need the rest. something will happen. it has to. it just has to. it's a good hotel. they're nice people. this is just a glitch. the staff will come through. somehow. they're good people. fixed me up with clean clothes and cigarettes that'll last a week, i'm sure, and lighters and matches, i just wish i could've gotten the wound stitched up a little better but i guess that's too much to ask. they're not equipped to perform such tasks. i should be lucky they didn't just kick me out the minute they saw the wound. but they didn't and that's the kind of place this is, i'm grateful as it is. i'll just ring the bell until and the hotel leaks i know not what it is but there is something happening up in the ceiling there are sounds and cracks and plaster is falling and there's something going in and out, in and out, what is it, it's and what's, that smell of, of what? burnt rubber, nauseating, i'm suddenly very tense, i can feel and it's too much i'm getting out of here and that's when it opens up, the wound opens up and there's the light stabbing at my eyes, i'm getting out of here and the thought opens its eyes and looks at me and then i know, then i really know, it's unavoidable, i'm trapped and there's nothing to do, i have to wait, now i have to wait, i have to wait a long time before i can think again, think an unpolluted thought. the distortion of images stops here
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