broken

formless the creature clung to the tiles protecting the worn roof from the elements. accompanying minions scrabbled sideways across walls and down the chimney side. within the abode rested the human manifestation of whose mind would be shredded this evening. unawares the body slept bereft of premonition his soul drifts about the land of nod. above and beyond this realm a signal was received the creature began a slow snakelike slither down the roof leaving a snail like trail of slime in its wake. minions increased their scrabbling a frenzy of minions instinctually aware that table scraps would soon sooth the emptiness inside. a locked window was no match for the creature who oozed between glass and the frame. across the floor up the bedpost wrapping itself around the victim’s skull. within his mind pleasant dreams soon turned dark, circus clowns replaced by their decayed ancestors from the renaissance. childhood memories of family outings to amusement parks eroded into fun houses stolen from the dark side of some hack horror writers mind. blood rivers replaced the friendly waters of a small world. brain matter still pulsing with life clung to the walls and ceilings. mad music from the mind of a court jester executed at the dawn of time echoed through out the macabre display. bittersweet explorations of loves once lost faded into fabricated displays of sacrifice showing his still beating heart being ripped from his chest by a series of ex wives and girlfriends. childhood toys came to life creating a flurry of debris shredding his childhood escapades into confetti for the celebration of all that is dark. his body began to shake and shiver in a vain attempt to awaken the mind within. too late, the last shred of sanity snaps throwing him into a maelstrom of permanent nightmares. in the morning his unmoving, comatose shell lay on the bed awaiting the caretakers winding through the suburban streets preparing to remove him from his once comfortable life to one built around feeding tubes and morphine drips trapping him in a surreal world of unknown origin.

in the corner of his room the creature clung to the ceiling. if one looked closely one could almost discern a glimmer of satisfaction with another psychosis well created.