Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Carefully, she lays the baby in the cot. blue eyed and drooling, he lifts his hand towards the looming figure above his safe haven. then, the familiar shadow disppears and the wooden door closes shut. he turns his head and wonders about his next feeding of milk. with this, he eyelids lowers and sucking his thumb, he drifts to sleep.she walks to the kitchen and stares blankly. swiftly, she picks up the metal and heads for the bathroom. with a twist of her neck, she glimpsed at the clock. the minute hand has long been broken, but what's the difference if hours and minutes don't matter to you, she wondered.
with soft steps, she crept up the stairs, her mind whirling and numb. the bathroom door creaked at the lightest push and she entered. a push and a pull, her night gown flowed to the floor tiles. barely making a sound, her feet stepped into the cool tub, grime growing along its edges.
fingers grasping the cold handle and with a movement on her arm, her breath caught. brown eyed and smiling, she gazed up above. dust on the tiles swam in the thick, warm rippling pool forming as the crimson red blood fell from its broken vessels.
her fingers losen and the metal blade glint brightly at an angle. she drifts towards a blinding light.
Ms. Potassium Hydroxide went GREEN on 3:03 AM
