Sep 17, 2021
Alright. You have to piss. You’re in school. From one of the rooms, you hear music playing. Is that…? No wait… it can’t be.. but it is… it’s The Court Of The Crimson King. You step into the bathroom quietly. Sitting on the walls of those stalls is one man, and that one man is me. You notice the bottle of Coke in my hand. Once I’ve made eye contact, you’ve frozen in placed. It’s like you were cursed. I chug the rest of the liquified sugar in one animalistic gulp. I can see the fear that cradles your face. You finally melt and are free to look away, but you just can’t stop. I throw the bottle, aiming for the trash can, but I miss and hit the wall. Confusion is your epitaph.
