Looking at Myself

The mist clears away, the doors open out
a man rushes away with a bag in one hand
a knife in the other dripping with blood
a body falls slowly to the ground
the knees, the body, then the head
I feel pulled away upto the heavens
Arrrgh. No. This can not be happening.
I am looking at myself from above.

-by Lex Lapax (5/30/2003)

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