Missing Eyes

I was in bed with my old boyfriend, Kevin. He was still living with his dad. He was holding me and we woke up together. I started to give him a blow job, but his semen was leaking out and had a bad taste. It had the consistency of glue and I kept gagging on it. I finally stopped and I said I had to get going. He looked devastated and I noticed there was a really complicated math problem written on the wall behind him in blue, colored pencil. The math problem ended with “= 295 ÷ 5”. He said he had been waiting for 50 plus weeks for us to get back together.  I tried to remind him that he had loved someone else in the meantime, but this didn’t comfort him. I felt very guilty for leaving him there and I let him hold me for a minute while he cried.

When I left it was suddenly night and I was in the midst of a terrible incident where some evil monks had come to town and were snatching people’s eyes out. When their eyes were snatched out, it wasn’t painful, but it was bloody. The person who’s eyes had been removed became confused and almost mentally retarded.

I was working with a group of people to get rid of the evil monks. We had concocted a spell that involved a brown hen. I wasn’t sure how it worked - only that Amy Acker was involved, even though her eyes had already been snatched out. She and another girl were walking down a driveway with the chicken when all of a sudden, the monks and the chicken disappeared from sight. At first I thought the spell was reversed, but then I realized everyone’s eyes were still missing, and people were making less sense than ever. Somehow I knew that the chicken spell had merely rearranged the events that had already taken place.

Then I was in a warehouse with Darrell. There was a cyberpunk mannequin sitting in an empty tin tub. She was smoking. She was almost all gray except that she had red lips. She had taken off the top half of her head and seemed listless and sad. Darrell and I thought she might be the key to all this business with the monks, so he went and sat on a stool next to her. He was saying something kind to her. She exhaled some cigarette smoke and put on the top of her head. Then she turned to him and asked if he was married.

2 years ago on May 27th, 2009 at 10:33 am | Permalink
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