BlackA Story by kmartellblack is everywhere it sticks its tongue out it parades it covers the lawn see it it has its zipper undone it shows off its great tricks, making things disappear, hiding in the laundry basket, telling the black edge of cities that it it is a monster, inserting people into my life
trying its best to destroy me with dreams painted like vomit, green and yellow vomit, and black as a dark room where upon i have tried my best to find the door out, to escape so i will not have to try and kill all the black. you cannot you know, and i know it but there isnt any alternative
i must at least try and so I gather resources, wooden bats, clubshaped footwear and head wear to protect myself...in its war. it is a war against the black, fear eats dinner with me, and gives me the reasons and the ground rules. i must try and kill all the black wherever it grows, whether in the backyard under the power mower, up the street, in my dreams or even in my own head, i must confront the black and kill it
even though you cannot kill it. it cannot be killed, i will travel to forign places to get a better angle, taking my gun with me, aiming at the black, in villages, in mountain passes, everywhere i am told it hides, i will be told that some of the people in this forign place have the black inside them and that they must be killed as well, the black has eaten its dinner at last swallowing finally the whole world and giving its black shoe-shine to everything even the stars and the moon and the dark doors to every single thing
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