Friday, April 29, 2005

split personality

He peered through his heavy eyelids to get a glimpse of the clock. It appeared to be 10:10. He finished the rest of the beer in the mug in front of him in a gulp and tried to get up. His own body seemed heavier than usual. Almost to his feet, he tripped and fell down. He could see images flashing in front of his eyes. He forced his eyes shut to send them off. No, they're still there. Now you see it... now you don't... its back, now you see it... oh no gone again... now you dont. Like an intermittant power failure, the flickering images danced in front of him. Eventually they faded away. He strolled down in a zig-zag trail to a nearby park. The night was silent. But he was keeping his ears closed. Sounds inside his head saying all sorts of things. His children crying, neighbours shouting all unpleasantries at him, and a lot of other scrambled noise.

"You did all this to yourself"
"Daddy don't leave us please"
"You stinkin rotten head of man..."

He was walking in circles, his step faltering every now and then. The path turned spiral and finally he collapsed on the grass.

3 hours later, he woke up with a start. There was a definite air about him. No longer was the indecision and confusion visible in him. He appeared completely in control of him. He got up and went away briskly...


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