Descent Page #3

Ever feel that?

Sometimes.

Yeah, it melts away up here.

A trillion stars each with

its own planets, and its own moons.

Suddenly, it's hard to

take anything so serious.

Check this out. Come on.

It's beautiful.

Yeah, that's the sight that

clears my mind, and erases all my pain.

You ever been hurt before?

I've had my share of pain.

I kind of doubt it.

You're an expert on my pain?

There's just something missing,

that's all.

A sadness, an edge, maybe, I don't know.

That's all.

You wouldn't know.

I only mean that it's,

it's packed real low, you know?

It's deep, it's not for public viewing.

But why talk about these things?

Blah, blah, blah.

Everything's the same afterwards.

Right, the fact is he was a great guy.

He still is I imagine,

and every reason was solid

and structured, no loopholes.

Amicable in every way.

And the hurt's all in my head.

I need to get over it,

I know it, and I will.

There's always the stars.

Catch! Oh, she's a pro.

They still make these?

What happened here?

You and I don't mix.

The little squirt broke my foot once.

My cousin had a beat-up one,

plastic all stripped off.

I threw it straight up,

higher than all the boys,

and it flew right into the pool.

It became a big,

soppy sponge, real heavy.

And I tried stomping on it...

I found a nice Cabernet.

Never doubted I would come.

You never know.

You can put that down now.

Sorry.

Here.

We should take it downstairs.

Don't.

You tap, they die.

How's the air up there?

Up where?

You ever see how they look at you?

The boys.

Look at me how?

Like a juicy plum their dry mouths aren't

permitted to touch.

Is that right?

Their eyes get all helpless, needy.

I've seen that look in your eyes.

I'm a quick learner.

Like silk.

So fess up, where you from?

Baltimore.

That's not what I mean.

God, you're so goddamned perfect.

Little Miss Perfect.

Enough, Jared. I mean it.

Okay, I give in, let go.

Let go!

Off!

Off!

You like that, huh?

- You like that?

- Don't!

Get off of me.

F***ing savage!

Hairy. Hairy f***ing...

Sewer grease.

Look down at me, huh?

Look down at me, huh?

You f***in' maggot...

you f***in' nothing...

You f***in little... N*gger.

Little n*gger, n*gger with attitude.

F***in maggot.

You f***in maggot.

You f***in nothing.

N*gger with attitude.

Little Miss Sh*t.

You smelly f***in' baboon c*nt!

Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh, you f***in baboon c*nt...

baboon b*tch... Oh God.

Do you lighten up.

Lighten up. Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh God.

Oh God.

God.

SPRING:

It was a bright day like today

that I too began

my trek into the wilderness,

my odyssey into the wholly unknown.

It's for those of you today standing

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