Lilac Wine :: a warzone towards haiku

April 23, 2011

Destruction [i]

Filed under: Text — Tags: , , — Lilac @ 11:35 am

I memorized the Bene Gesserit litany against fear, starved for days, ran by the river each evening and gathered my strength. I went in without pride and on a plastic chair in the Armory basement thought, I must not fear. Fear is the little-death. Fear is the mind-killer that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear.

‘Hi Sister Hi Sister Hi Sister,’ says the chorus in robotic text-to-speech voice. The cameraman sets lights upon my cage.

They advance upon me; Sophie in black rubber, Brother in black leather, JP in black cloth. ‘You don’t need to look,’ Sophie says and pulls my gaze away. They hurt me.

I twist on basement-dusty feet at flicks of Brother’s singletail and JP’s dragonstail. There’s a moment when I understand I need everything within me to take the pain. It’s perfect. I’m at the full measure of my strength, focused and self-possessed. I growl feral against them. ‘That’s it, that’s the face,’ JP says.

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