“The Bite”

 

I see my friends through the tiny hole in the concrete walls of my room. I imagine I’ll make them laugh by flailing wildly like a clown, and yelling silly words, but all I can seem to do is make them scream and cry. I’m pushing my face against the hole too hard and it’s scraping me but I don’t want to stop. My spattering rhymes are inaudible from the chunk forming in my throat and my bleeding gums are slippery. I back away from the hole and try to remove the chunk in my throat with my toung but it feels funny. My toung is definitely too small for such a task and all that hot blood is unreasonably sticky. Frustrated, I reach my fingers into my mouth and try yanking out the chunk. I can feel my organs shifting, and the chunk is connected to a meaty shaft sliding up my throat making me gag. When I pull chunk into my line of vision I am enraged to find it is smiling at me…with some of my own teeth no less. I also notice some of his meaty mass is made of my toung… okay… now I’m straight pissed. Efficient battle can never be achieved wile gagging, so I yank Mr. Chunk with the pull of my life… As if he where just teasing the entire time, my innards shove towards my throat hole and exit with a draining sensation that dahm near makes me loose contiousness. As I battle my sleepiness I count recognizable organs as they come into view … 1,2,3 … lungs … heart … liver, finally ending in a tail of feces. I’m spent and deflated but I can still move. I see all my pieces skittering around pulling themselves to a rusty chard on the ceiling via large greasy veins. As I examine my former life support system, I think this is the enemy. This is the weakness. My personal saboteur finally materialized. I see my life squandered. I see the relationships ruined; the youth run into the ground. Rage fuels me again and I stand, ready to fight. As the lower portion of Chunk rotates, I see a giant grin form… he’s never stopped laughing at me. I see the mouth expand and feel his teeth slowly slide behind my face. As my vision cuts out I finally see my error…. Chunk is power… .it was me that was weak all along. Fighting myself all along, how could I be so blind? Take nourishment in me Chunk… live this life the way I never could.