2/26/08

Strange Dream


The uniformed student tells his dead peer, after being shot in the head and body by his teacher with a machine gun, as his brain slowly seep through the massive bullet holes: "You know when you can tell eating candy isn't so good for you? When you see what I see right now." Then he takes a piece of candy from a vendor, who knelt down to him, and popped it in his open skull. His brain moved like spaghetti and wrapped around it. 
The teacher went insane after being disproved, by a double checker, of his cynical theory of cheating students; or perhaps it was the range of the answer in the arithmetics or calculus exam, which he didn't think of and marked as wrong. He had already lost his mind, but kept it locked, hidden from contact, after seeking the boy with a bad knee a few days back. At the sight of it he licked his lips lasciviously and remarked "Oh, that knee/ Do I know that knee?!" 
Everything was tinted algae green and dimmed down; a world consumed by ivy. Sometimes, as if they were remembrances from other, happier times,  technicolor moving portraits in french, of the kid and his sister's friends, would flash between short episodes...

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