26 April 2012
I'm in a room and it is bare Save for light bulb and a chair In front of me there sits a box Has no handles has no locks But on the top there is a switch...
Below said switch a printed sign "Press if you are so inclined" My mind was blown my pulse had raced What would happen if I placed My finger on the switch...
Would sky fall down? Finance collapse? Burgers served without their baps? The living replaced by the dead? All this and more ran thru my head Sweating finger trembling over the switch...
I couldn't stand it anymore Had to know what it was for Drew my breath and closed my eyes Clenched my ass and said goodbye Then I pressed the switch!
And the light went out, the bitch
Room • Opuss № I