POOL LIMBO: TW ANIMAL DEATH (AGAIN)
you are at the bottom of a swimming pool. chlorine and all, nobody else is here. the pool goes down pretty deep, not bottomless but it's not shallow either. there's no way in or out that's easy but you don't need it, you can breathe under water for whatever reason. nice. you know how this story goes: God is in the bottom of a swimming pool. you're ready for it. you've got a cigarette to smoke with It but of course the water extinguishes it. so you're just waiting. you know It's gonna come down here eventually.
after forever you hear the sound of someone jumping in. and you're acting all coy, looking away, thinking finally you fucking showed up. and you're turning around ready to look at It. and it's a rabbit.
a rabbit? why the fuck is a rabbit here? you try to ask it a few questions but it starts drowning. so you pick it up with your palms and paddle in the water holding the rabbit. if you falter the rabbit is going to die. it's not jumping it's not moving it's not comatose.
the longer you hold the rabbit the more you question letting it die. but you feel the fur of it and it gets your brain thinking. this rabbit feels like the first person i held hands with. this rabbit feels like the heartbeat of my first ever pet. this rabbit this rabbit this rabbit. why do you care? why do you care? why don't you let it die?
maybe one day you decide to. and so you do. the rabbit dies brutally and painfully and you feel like shit but hey at least the rabbit is gone.
and then you look at the bottom of the pool and there are a bunch of pennies. endless, endless pennies.
you thought you were dealing with big stakes, here. thinking about God but you were just holding up a rabbit. now there are a bunch of coins.
what were you expecting? what do the coins mean?
you tried to spite God. you wanted a reward for it. you wanted something out of it. you killed God and you wanted something out of it.
but it's just pennies. that's your reward. you killed a rabbit whose corpse is still floating and rotting, and now you've got pennies.
this is an adapted version the story went differently before but i like this a bit more. not outright horrific but there's something to it!
hi mare i hope you know i’m kind of speechless over this. this is really fucking compelling, actually. pennies and rabbits are both symbols of luck, in a way, but what the fuck is luck anyways because you’re fucking dead, huh? this is literally a piece of poetry thank you for this