Spring cleaning with sibling
Taking away old things and forgetting memories
Mother arrives
Looking for baby
Panics and looks for bleeding baby
Goes out of the room
Exchanged pleasantries with mother
Asked about a dear friend, made my heart feel warm
Looked for the baby
Orange monkeys abound
Monkeys touching me
Feigned calmness and non-panic
Big monkey kept touching, stroking, fondling
Stress and panic overcomes me
Found myself in bed
With monkey?
Not anymore
With an uglier beast called man
More touching, fondling, stroking
Can’t breath
The beast seemed like a familiar figure
Someone I’ve met
Tried to shout for help
Muffled cries came out
High pitched ringing in the background
A cloud of haze then darkness covered me
Opened my eyes
It was morning
09:20 am
02 Aug
Santiago City
Sunday, August 05, 2007
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