Tuesday, March 10, 2009

The Drinker

Three months of steady drinking and his brain started to take the edge off the liquor. That was when he knew he was in trouble.

Pretty soon he was spending his evenings in bars, telling anyone who would listen that he was choosing to stay sober, that he could get drunk any time he wanted. The others looked at him with pity, their eyes bleary with drink.

The night he got back to his apartment at five in the morning, stone cold sober, and found no one waiting for him, he knew he couldn't go on. They found his body the next day. He had injected a syringe-full of cold, clear air into his veins.

5 comments:

Shruti said...

sent a chill down my spine!good writing...

Kits said...

Too much this was

Anonymous said...

I did like it but it was chilling ! And brings to mind the question - why is most of what you write never optimistic? Is life that full of tragedy ...

Anonymous said...

I have a theory. In real life, Falsie is hugely optimistic. His real name is Pollyanna if he is indeed a he. This Falsie-Pollyanna dances around all day, wearing bright yellow and humming a cheery tune in A major. It sees only the beauty that lies within each and every one of the Earthlings that it interacts with.

Obviously this is not a human being but a pod person. And Falsie-Pollyanna pod person needs to suck out the optimism from other people in order to get a continuous supply for its own survival. what better way than to use the weapons that Earthlings are most vulnerable to aka writing?

So, fellow human beings - beware. If you see a little wave of primary colors wafting from you as you read these stories, it is the sunny essence, your sunny human essence that is being leached from you to fuel Falsieanna. Therefore I say unto you: Desist from reading these tales of suicide now!! Cease to peruse these depressing pages!!! Let us all rise up against Falsieanna and revolt!! We Shall Not Be Moved!!!

n!

Ms.Mephistopheles said...

I've said it before and I'm saying it again. I absolutely love your writings.