endlessdel | Delirium exercise

People ask how I keep her so crazy and wierd in my head. Well this is one of the many writing pieces that Delirium done. It's all run on thoughts that have appeared in her head before and during the Island.

Thinking with Delirium

Sakura blossoms dropping on my tongue tastes like- virgin blood, bitter iron and heartbreak- pain below the abdomen feel- stretched my insides all hanging out but my brain squashed in- trash compactor where the unwanted go, remnants of today- unwanted babies, foetuses, youths that make the old young again- crunch. Chew the barely formed between teeth and it tastes like chicken makes me- wretch, oh what a wretched soul. - Twisted man, made inside out- do I have one? - Souls are for mortal minds- mine is broken, mind not soul. - Mind over Matter. - Hospital smell can’t wash the stench off me- OUT. OUT. DAMNED SPOT. - Clings like the smell of onions to a knife- I give you an Onion, Valentine. - Adam is in the kitchen, the waily woman said so but I can’t find him. – Anti-Christ is not a very nice word, I like superfluous it tastes like- salty, red and pouring crimson- I’m bleeding, never bled before- PAIN. HURTS. – Bowling ball in my stomach- I like it when he looks at me like that soft, squishy- kittens in a bag all tied up with string- few of my favourite things- doggie. – Have you seen him? – I have done so many bad things- Shall I tell you a secret- I am a ship in a bottle. – I like people- My name is Del.
My name is Delirium.
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I float head down in the water, staring at the fishies, mouth wide open- salty, wet, warm and he sees stars- swallow. Such a pretty bird but secretive and jealous. Jerashii Kamo- he is jealous of him but I do not understand- Angelheaded hipsters- he brings me things I like- doggies and balloons shaped like fish made from nightmares- I gave one a pendant, it had meaning but I gave the other my heart- what is meaning?– what am I?- Lost in touch, feel dirty and unclean- want to be his, only his- world turns upside down- Fluttery is a bad feeling- seeing stars in a metal can, trapped sardines-I like mine easy- he’s a righteous man- love him so - Baby, I can dig my man.- promises are broken- You dig?
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My brother is dead, he used to scare me.- I went to his funeral.- My brother is alive, he doesn’t scare me anymore. - The king is dead. Long live the king.