posted on May 29, 2009 at 3:27 am

youve been sinking monster
youve let go and nothing in this world can stop you
fathom after fathom
fall after fall
so greedy for bruises
so loud in my cans
let me see that again… i ask one of the techs
look there it is….he points to shape amongst other shapes
thats it…? i ask
oh thats its beginning …he says
the techs all laugh grimly
let me get some focus here….
for a while all is silent save the ping of the sonar
we glide through darkness as always
little monster where are you…..?
little monster i will find you and….
the configuration of shapes suddenly changed
the techs crowded around one particular screen
a woman tech pointed out a increasing black undulation
thats its aftermath we’re seeing …she said
as she manipulated and interpreted the data on the screen
the screen fractured with a red pulse
what was that…? i asked stunned
that was the wave form of its breath translated into a sonic event
so you breathe do you, monster?…i asked
and some of them laughed softly hesitantly
as if they didnt know if i was joking or mad
and nor did i
i decide to go it alone
after some reluctant dissuasion
i am reissued with a mansuit
and i am escorted to an exit
see you on the otherside …i say to the woman tech
she doesnt answer or smile but waits patiently for me to leave
outside the abyss is jumping
little monster you smell my blood now
you turn your huge and perfect head in my direction
you groan in the depths
it reverberates around these vaulted watery halls
so you breathe monster……the words float up to my ears
yes i breathe ….i think….yes i breathe…
i feel like i’m getting too much oxygenetically modified air
fresh air…a thought from somewhere…no fresh air
all this air breathed over and over
no room to move in my mansuit
no air thats new
how is your mansuit, monster….?
who asks this question…
i cant tell
it seems to come from within a tiny voice
it seems to bounce around the whole world down here
so you can talk , little monster…? i finally ask
oh yes i can talk…. comes the reply
just as i thought it would
a huge sound that cant be heard
a terrible voice that remains invisible
ive come to find you this time little monster….!
oh have you…?.a sneered reply from the depths
how is your mansuit monster i asked you didnt i…?
the monster made the equivalent of a soft laugh
how is your monstersuit, man……?
who is the real monster….? i said
oh how could you even ask? it answered
and then it was on me
so fast
like white lightning
i felt its aftermath first
the way the tech had seen it on the screen
a white flash behind my mansuits eyes
a white shock thats white hot
a white shot fired point blank deep inside
youre only hurting yourself !i screamed as i thrashed
no i’m hurting you …the monster whispered
my mask was leaking
my suit was torn
say goodbye to that tired old air… says the little monster
my apparatus detaches and floats away
how do you like that….? i say to myself
now i will die
no you wont die …says that voice
who me.?..i ask…who’s out there…?
oh no one …says the voice
the monster…i say
yes…?.says the voice
there was no monster
there was no ending

13 Responses to “sub aqueous mosaic”

  1. avatar
    matthew | 29 May 2009 at 4:43 am #

    That was a brilliant piece! Peace.

  2. avatar
    the dean | 29 May 2009 at 6:12 am #

    like a japanese animation, deliberately oblique

  3. avatar
    melissa | 29 May 2009 at 7:03 am #

    being offline for the last few weeks makes me realise how much I miss my daily dose of TTB! AAND that it’s really only thing that I find interesting in cyberland 😉

    Got lots of catching up to do! Oooh, quite excited last night watching Getaway on the telly (as you do!) and heard a small snippet of ‘Summer’ while they were talking about the best beaches in Australia. *sigh*

    xxxx

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    princey | 29 May 2009 at 7:34 am #

    No you’re not a monster sk!

    Melissa, did you really hear Summer on Getaway???? Love that song too:))))))
    Have a nice night sk and all,
    love Amanda

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    Anonymous | 29 May 2009 at 9:07 am #

    Hope your eye is a lot better, the pain and shock would have been terrible. Bet you won't be opening another bottle without a champagne holder, or opening it with your hand. I've always been too scared to pop the cork, luckily I've got a champagne opener.

    Got the Coffee Hounds cd and love it!! Can't wait to play it again, think it is the song you and Marty played at the Vanguard, which I didn't know the name of. Love all the new music (and of course the old).

    Not long till the trip now, may it be the best ever and the Church will be No 1 on the charts (where they deserve to be).

    Have a happy (and accident free weekend).

    Peace & love
    Therese

  6. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 29 May 2009 at 9:20 am #

    that was quite spooky….brilliant…
    love always…..

  7. avatar
    Anonymous | 29 May 2009 at 9:42 am #

    excellent

  8. avatar
    Brian | 29 May 2009 at 11:57 am #

    That was pretty scary, actually..maybe I’m just in a weird mood this morning, but that creeped me out!

  9. avatar
    Freddie | 29 May 2009 at 12:53 pm #

    I agree with the Dean but I did enjoy it.

  10. avatar
    Richard | 29 May 2009 at 1:44 pm #

    the monster at the end of this blog
    starring lovable mangy old panther

    song about us

  11. avatar
    lily was here | 30 May 2009 at 12:07 am #

    I always used to feel sorry for the monsters! SK that was a brilliant, albeit chilling, piece of writing. I think you need a big monster HUG
    xox

  12. avatar
    loolaabillions | 30 May 2009 at 12:12 am #

    fascinating!

    i myself have
    been wrestling some
    monsters of late too
    only in dream
    sequence though…xx

  13. avatar
    Mary | 30 May 2009 at 4:53 am #

    I have been meaning to ask you, how is your eye? I hope its all better? has the bruise gone down? can you see ok? lots of love to you and your family, wishing you all the best from Texas 🙂


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