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Passed Out

colb.

cold. pavement on face.

face on pavement.

pool of drool.

dark. nighttime?

white wall, right there.

metal toiletbowl, up there.

What the hell?

Who am I? Where am I?

Prison!

Shit!

Why am I in...? oh, yeah.

My body is a sandbag.

Why am I lying here on the floor? under the toilet?

Oh, yeah. I was vomiting into that toilet.

On all fours.

Fever. Chills.

Ow, My eyebrow. Why does it hurt?

Oh, I must've....


© 2009 Jon Andreas. All rights reserved. Written February 2009