Bleeding sequins and morose lampshades accentuate the ravenous window treatments. While the virtually new Mexican leather davenport leers at the virgin cherry wood armoire with open arms. The potentially convulsive rocking chair sits dead on the blood red carpet which contrasts against hospital-white walls. The coffee tables stands in the middle like a victim and end tables are placed like petrified witnesses. A teapot screams from the kitchen. The lights switch off and the ottoman cowers in the far right corner and it went a little something like this. Are you sad? You should be. You're dying. Are you happy? You should be. You're pacified. Are you angry? I would be. You're being lied to. Are you afraid? Don't be. 'Cause baby, I'm here for you. I often wonder, if you were to wear a suit, three piece, to the shower, first thing in the afternoon, would blood transfusions make you thirsty? And if you were to cut your wrist and let the warm blood trickle into the mouth of your dead enemy, would there be resolve between you and the Four Horsemen of The Apocolypse? If not, I'll just chew my stitches and catch a tan near the Arc of The Covenant. Fairwell, true believer don't forget to write.
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