When Tranquilizers Can’t Help [Short Story]

The words reached the iron bottom of his narrow pupils producing a clank tearing eardrums, exploding the hot mines of vines and arteries, pushing the diaphragm down and opening ulcers. The pus of the past covered the fresh wounds left by the blade of her sharpened tongue. No need to hide the putrefying corpse behind the handsome human wrapper, now she saw the flesh as it was. 

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A resurrected sorcerer was precipitated to the iron bottom of the sweat box filled with the deeds of his past, his opening ulcers giving out a smell of torturing lust; he was deafened by the sound of the crust bursting under the pressure of pang. A defeated Judah, he was bleeding and the red skim covered the iron bottom of his ark making the deck slippery. 

With a habitual motion she filled a syringe and made him a quick injection, puncturing the cutaneous covering of his quivering body. She was used to such changes in his behaviour; she called it schizophrenia, he called it emotions.  

Time went by. The smoky pupils of his eyes wouldn’t become clearer, the blood on the iron bottom of his shelter dried up and a tranquilizing sea was lapping near his feet. The only thing he needed to do to cover the opened ulcers with oblivion was to step in the transparent waters of inertness and to sink in the feather bed of silly dreams. He stayed there motionless looking on a bright star of reality sparkling in the sky of his prison, sick from fleeing his past, his ugliness, his stinking putrefying corpse. Tranquilizers can’t help. And the ulcers opened again, the blood mixed with the transparent liquid and filled the whole sweat box. 

Another injection and the prisoner suffocated in the drowned jail. The corpse’s empty eyes were full of tears, it shivered and moaned.  

- Well done, John. Now you’ll feel much better. She left the ward satisfied.  


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This is an original story inspired by the action of painkillers and sedatives. Please, don't suppress emotions, be genuine.
@steemingnow (Anastasia)