narrative

wet cat food

Charlie is wrapped in a wet blanket eating wet noodles as he draws really bad doodles of him playing with a lonely wet poodle.

 

His moms says Charlie, why don’t you go out and explore a little? Your bones are getting brittle and I’m sick of this moping… Go outside. be a normal kiddo.

Charlie mumbles again, I cant mom, my soul is too shell shocked from all the pop rocks. My mind is too lost in a land of Disney. it mocks me. With its fake plastic pleasantries. There are no remedies for these memories.
His mom rolls her eyes and says Charlie, why so dramatic? why don’t you go out and explore a little? Your bones are getting brittle and I’m sick of this moping… Go outside. be a normal kiddo.

 

charlie mumbles again, I cant mom…

 

my soul is too…

 

shell shocked…its docked itself permanently. anchored dropped. door locked.

 

his moms says. Charlie, why so weird tho? Go outside. be a normal kiddo.

 

i can’t mom…

i can’t mom…

his moms says, charlie go outside. be a normal kiddo.

 and charlie….stop eating wet cat food.  

 

-park

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