Us

 
the eardrum injection apparatus will descend as for your enjoyment
as is normal for one of your status
you are a freak, you are nothing
that designation lands you as the only something nothing
fame is acquired
enjoy 

She

5.99 on gasoline
complete the cycle
drive on until you see her
she will not recognize you
you don't recognize you
you try to look in your broken mirror
you see something
you are nothing
you is unjustifiable, so is it
for clarity, you are you
she's standing there waiting
you need to know
you have to know
her phone call is clandestine
you are too far
you understand the gravity of it
she rushed to her car
you rush in the opposite direction
your view has always been inverse to what is
here
you're here
you know you have to be
you're you finally
you've pulled off quite a good show
the network executives have voted for it's cancellation
you want to kill them for this, but you haven't the ability needed
you hope another show is still going
you hope the incident at the archives didn't take "its" greenlight away
you hope your actions didn't satiate what were your intentions 

At sea

The currents of desire draw closer as the ship rocks back and forth
The captain has been dead for days, the crew mates are going to decide to eat him in 5 hours
They hope his knowledge is hidden within his organs, but all they will find is a meal
The kraken would be a godsend
The destruction of each individual cell within the crew would be a mercy killing
Neither will come
Help will be found when they realize they can drown
The deep seas will become their new home, their old one being discarded as their memory modules decay upon a lack of oxygen
They can rest assured knowing their corpses will never rest ashore
Their families cannot know what they've done, they will never know what they could've done
Years of experience lost to the nothingness contained below the blue
They've no grog to deter the pain, the vicious beast of pain
but it must be so
The blue must hide their black
All that is forgotten, is forgiven
They will be so delighted to know the captain is feeling better
They can see him as they descend into the blue
They try to wave, but forget how to 
It's okay though, the captain is back
None of it happened, nor could it have
They can't wait to see him jump in with them

Hospital

You're alone in your hospital bed
You hope your daughter visits
You hope you can get better
You hope
You cannot remember what else you hope for
What is this place you find yourself in?
They have tubes hooked into your arm, just begging to be ripped out
You cannot help but notice a young lady enter the room
She seems sad, this saddens you likewise 
She asks if you're okay
You say "I feel fine, why?"
Something in her eyes tell you she doesn't believe you
She can barely speak as she stares at your condition
You can't understand why this young lady won't let you rest, it's been hours, you can't be that interesting to keep a guest so long
You ask her what her name is
She bursts into tears, as if your question gave the go ahead to open the flood gates
She can't even look at you anymore
She doesn't know why, but she loathes you for this
She feels as if she's been forced into this, and she'll hate herself for decades after this moment for being so callous
You try to cheer her up, but your voice is nothing compared to her sobs
It's suddenly very dark outside, the young woman is gone
Where did the time go? Where have you misplaced it?
You are drawn from your daze by a strange beeping
The beeping starts to slow and you feel woozy
Suddenly, you hear it remain statically still until you hear nothing ever again
You wonder, before your last moment, what you ever did to make that girl cry 

Checkup

melt yourself
melt into your metaphysical perforations 
the checkup is complete
you're all fine
white jacket tells you to wait for your parents to return
no amount of tablets can freeze solid your ambitions
they're lost and eaten
your parents don't return
they never turned
they never anythinged
they were always a matrix of light
a mechanism of the system
they cannot be as you are
you are all you
they walk in despite your protest and screams
you can't understand their language
your spine cricks and creaks as you try to move away
historical trauma prevents your spinal fluid from bursting and freeing yourself
your ticker has stopped
a repairman is needed
the white jacket has disappeared into light
he has been eaten like you yourself have been
he has the [mis]fortune of not being regurgitated 
number theory disproves his matrix of being
number theory hopes to survive the encounter
the waves are going to crash against the hull
an inverse leak will spring
the numbers were just a delicacy
the meaning to them are the main course