I had been telling everyone:
“我感觉我是一盆水里的一盆水。”
I was the water swaying
s
w
a
y
i
n
g
swaying
s-way-ing.
in rhythm.
I was a poem.
I had said this eleven squaremeters of times:
“我感觉我在现实和另一个空间间穿梭！”
I fucking WAS.
I was.
A second ago I was
Here.
Half A Second Later I Said To Myself I Am Still HERE AND EITHER I SAID OR IT PRESENTED TO ME WITHIN THE REALM OF MY BRAIN’S BOWER THAT THE EYES AROUND ME SAW IT AS THE PLACE THE FAMILIAR SQUARED-LIVING ROOM NOT SO SQUARE
I hold onto myself my hand slips I held onto my SELF my hands slipped I was the water swaying I’m coming and going I’m here yet not here I knew I was there I was and How
Did I go from a chair to the sofa I dropped my beer together with my torso from ?
I was starting to get cold. My hands fingers My toes I Was Feeling It (them getting cold).
Back when I was in the chair I saw despair in her mildest temper inserting something into my cerebrum — boy you are not going to have this. you are a bowl of water swaying in the water bowl and you are not going to have the bowl You Are The Water you are.
–– No I did not. I am looking back and it seemed to be like that. But I was the swaying water I certainly was.
Absolutely no one was holding the bowl tho so there was
Absolutely no way for me to have it (the bowl) (and to stop it from swaying) (no no no way to stop).
I was starting to get cold. My hands fingers My toes I Was Feeling It.
“你看他正在享受那个···”
*No I was doing Right the opposite of ‘enjoying it’* (Here I should add ‘I fuck you’ after ‘no’ - I was too tender to use profanity. I am a tender boy I am a very good boy I can love you better than anyone can.)
“有人也很冷吗？”
“冷？
他冷
你要穿外套吗”
*摇头*
(no I can’t even remember what was said but I was getting a cardigan —— according to the good looking sane nut. and I sat there no moving an inch, on purpose, waiting for her to come back, lay it onto the shoulders of my body penetrated by frozen veins)
the sane nut said something in Mandarin but I can only fish out the meaning:
“Look how effortlessly stoned he gets, my Favourite kind of people”, yummy. I love you too. then sane nut went for her jumper with an open front. and I waited for her to come back and cover up my frozen veins.
“Is the baby boy okay?”
No I was not
I needed to lie down, but I gotta empty my stomach first so I went for it - ‘He’s going to throw up’
Yes then I was all fine.
“Is the baby boy okay?”
I wanna lie down I started to support my head with my folded limb
“Is the baby boy okay?”
I think of places I could lie down
“Is the baby boy okay?”
I could lie down on this sofa to the left side of mine
“Is the baby boy okay?”
I almost said to sane nut can I borrow your bed to have a nap please but sane nut asked me:
“你想到我的床上躺下吗” or something like that
I missed it
I looked at the floor
Someone was lying on it
I was thinking about lying onto the floor but someone else already was (lying on the floor)
Can I lie flat on the floor? Not enough space in front of me I reckon.
“你想到我的床上躺下吗？”
I nodded I guess the next second I was in sane nut’s bedroom about to pass out — as I later did and I was woken up around 5am when the ladies started to join me in bed
The sane nut paused by the door: “你醒了啊” (always ‘or something like that’) with a voice too pleasant for my ear to bear then after a while of busying sane nut jumped in between me and the other girl I thought Thank Jesus while she asked “你介意和我们一起睡吗” I said of course I did.
Then we move onto the ‘Grassed on me it did’ Part I with a password protected subtitle and remain to be buried content of my embarrassing night sleeping next to an illegally good looking statue of sanity without permission to do anything about nothing and having her woken up safe and sound but a bit ‘too hot’.
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