whitelight panic: walking/running a 3rd floor necropolitan-corridor
(for Joseph S. Pulver)
(a somewhere hall)
Small blueish puckered pearl / whitewhite panic
(somewhere sounds that do not speak)
panic strEAm|ing white stunted (static/plastic) NOTsun—NOTmoon ∴ homesane watered waste
a cateractic dizzy (eye|I) looking through yt window
¿are you seeing through Me?
. . . ¿ Y do you still/stEAL/STEEL ? (you are
¡stEEL!?!!?? cold?] … i can not kNOw from science scent
smells false within withdrawing ∞ h(ALL)ways
(somewhere here there are ghoulish-hungry-scratching Things)
you R cold…
space-deep cold beautiful pearl wAste
F l o a t i n g
un∆ing Xor ∆ing always
but NOT both [never that)
NEVer Ω, never that final
, (bipolar corridor)
Here it is cold and terrible & hateful
& I feel THEM, whatever They are, near
behind folded realities beside(s) me
black ■ lust virgin/white (& pure; ¿ is yt eql ?) bone orb ivory blue○
(staring starLy scarring) from
framed flecting(flectere) 2 frequency dull double re-mattefinish
dull & matte & matte BUT there, (re(re(re)))bending
dim&dim|dim| blinding cold blue tainted-painted thin wash overcanvas red turned
yellow turned this
turned yt turned eyes spiral SPIREaling ye crushing fallen spire hall badbadbad
hate geometry (cognizant)
Myth-o-mane-ī-ackian, Naïvian Euclid cult
noxious carpet fabric floOR, wrong ∠s, wrong lines, vomiting colors vomiting.
papered confused n(ause|oxi)ous walls puke → too busy 2 let stay bile boiling bubbled throat
stale æther acid choking BILE
i walk i walk i walk I RUN !!! red red panic eye stars burn hot breath
red doors, red bodybagged window
closed doors tombstones: red, tombstones. No →→→ opening
epitaphs screaming infinite anxious, blurred
a maniac dirge stretching stinging ears [black holes) → a calling-forth dirge
white busy walls like white church white hotel → neverEnding hall, hell patterned
expressionistic bending cAntiSH walls acant standing
3rd floor h(a|e)ll way
running screaming singing
from 4th called—
Thoughts: torn leaves from pages of Sunday’s Night
white ghouls white hands white faces white grasping groping grasp / stiff fingers tear(ED)
[biled ghouled blood]
The ∠s the ∠s ∠s,∠s,¿∠sss! yellow-white clasping grasping from ∠S
& CURVES, idiot Leibniz corpse-bed floor ᒪ…ᒧ
Chaos’ occult calculus calling… chasing
horror calculust dæmon shapes ~~chasing~~chasing~~chasing~> touching
small blue awful orb / whitewhite panic . . . never nearer her her her ,○,
cropped cold face cropped by bodybagged window
Trying to get something that can’t be got.
∞ h(ALL)ways h(ALL)ways ha— always
they are touching
Phillip J. Johnson is a software developer, sometimes musician, and writer who lives just west of Atlanta, GA. He spends most of his leisure time reading. Or napping. He finds both equally enjoyable. When he is reading, his preference tends to be towards things speculative and uncanny.
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Thanks, guys! I really appreciate you taking the time to comment. That is the sort of thing that makes all the effort worth it. Not to mention the extra motivation it gives me to put fingers to keyboard more often.
There are certainly more pieces in the pipeline.
Morgan, I’m not sure there is a certain way to read it. There are, I hope, many ways. I certainly understand where you are coming from, though. From 1st to 10th glance this sort of style can seem like confused, jumbled nonsense, which in this case it almost is, as it is partly an attempt to capture the protagonists state of mind throughout the story. But it is okay, and perhaps preferable, to take it at face value.
I hope that helps some.
Thanks again for the comments, guys!
I do not understand how to read this but I would like to.
Loved it! Both the story and the format it is written in are amazing. I’ll definitely be keeping an eye out for more.
I loved it, i loved the format of the story. This kind of narrative that plays arround with the stlye and format to add to the concept is always great. Much like The House of Leaves.