brainhellhole overspill

it was in 2058 when carlo last glanced at the blurring neon light in ben’s eyes. he can almost hear the intermitent circuit sparks running to and from his retina, then pupil - back and forth like crazy mice.

cold metallic chugs, circuit sparks. then indecently frightening silence.

2096. ben is dust and so is carlo.

gust blew intently at one spot somehwere in the sahara.

if one listens closely, one will hear a duet of circuit sparks.

one should try.

~ by geniusness on October 27, 2007.