01-11-2017, 12:00 AM
i remeber in the town i was living, a warrior some ten years older than I
had gone on a mad one some weekend and had his face badly smashed in by thugs.
he looked awful, he was a good looking man before..
as i walked contemplating my feelings on th situation
i decided to buy myself some chicken.
I have only bought takeaway chicken perhaps 8 times in my life , it ws a rare event.
as i sat down on the wall of the cemetary to eat it
a herse went by and a funeral crowd began to gather.
the chicken skin in my hands turned into a face.
a mask caught between the grief of the funeral procession as they mourned their departed loved one
and the shock of the local town as they mourned the loss of a beautiful face of a man beaten savagely.
so face/mask in hands, and not accustmed to eating chicken either..
i sat and chewed, chewed and felt wierd for a bit..
swearing that once the bandages came off
i would give the portion left over back to the one who still lived.
hahahahah.. you funny guys ey?
had gone on a mad one some weekend and had his face badly smashed in by thugs.
he looked awful, he was a good looking man before..
as i walked contemplating my feelings on th situation
i decided to buy myself some chicken.
I have only bought takeaway chicken perhaps 8 times in my life , it ws a rare event.
as i sat down on the wall of the cemetary to eat it
a herse went by and a funeral crowd began to gather.
the chicken skin in my hands turned into a face.
a mask caught between the grief of the funeral procession as they mourned their departed loved one
and the shock of the local town as they mourned the loss of a beautiful face of a man beaten savagely.
so face/mask in hands, and not accustmed to eating chicken either..
i sat and chewed, chewed and felt wierd for a bit..
swearing that once the bandages came off
i would give the portion left over back to the one who still lived.
hahahahah.. you funny guys ey?