the candle threw its soft light and curvaceous flicker across the bathrooms interior shying away from the evening shadows crawling on the windowpane

it distracted itself  spent some time watching itself in the tall mirror over the sink

he laid in a hot bath of Epsom salts and lavender

healing

distracted  weary pain-fatigued he ran his eyes on the composite panel leering before him  pale ivory   silver spigot

spigot and faucet  phallic

the overflow a suspicious disc eyeing him  a single screwhead   the overflow to spigot to faucet

spigot  to  faucet  to  showerhead

underwater  the plugged drain a rubber stopper with a circular metal tassel

the alignment 

            the drain to the overflow to the spigot to the faucet to the showerheard    vertebrae

above them  a dangling appleseed body a curious daddylonglegs squealing Look! No hands!

his skull rested up comfortably against the curved composite tub

underwater pale blue with salt his vertebrae aligned perfectly with the drain the glaring overflow phallic spigot an faucet the spiral-spray showerhead anup to appleseed 

odd  growing odder he troubled his imagination to let go let go of the queer connectivity he felt tugging felt between himself and this manufactured this applied utility and fixtureLet go but it was digging its dark obsession Anwhynot! wasnt he a cyborg his shoulder fake hanging together a titanium glenoid sphere anchored with a long long stem wormed nearly to his elbow inside his humerus(humorous) an a simple plastic socket   obsessing  it saw him lashed nofused the man fused to the tub by his vertebrae aligned with the subtle plumbed vertebrae above the pale blue water

he troubled it again

                sensing something the candle flickered violentlySOMETHING! at the glass there at the windowSOMETHING! panicked wanting wanting in to come insideDont you see itll smash the glass!  

the candlelight throbbed

throbbed

he tried to respond he tried he tried to sit up

appleseed went bugeyed sensing the erratic vibes the warm candlelight the long figure

it dropped a meter some centimeters to get a better angle aware very wary of their struggle
                                                                        an trying to sit up trying
he caused a perceptible swell  a dysfunctional tremor

the imaginative obsession interrupted with a sighed  its fusion shaken

it wasnt strong enough

stitches

stitches

they could bind horsehide

but the obsession recognised that the stitches or hide would fail his writhing he wouldnt subside

the water whispered it slipped

the candle incited himAt the glass! At the glass!

the irked obsession  the man staid him fixed to the composition the two one   a delicious alignment

he pulled his jaw it moved back his skull came  up   slightly
                                                 C1groped C2was alert C3sleepy C4dreaming Cs5 6 7
an electric nod to T1 through 12 though thicker duller but coming to their senses  L1 2 3 4 5sacrum my aching sacroiliac
oh coccyx its tail directly across from the start of his cock from his body and even it now becoming aware slowly looking around sush ssush  a lazy swaying trunk

at the glass the shadows stopped  and peered

the long figure foreshortening

appleseed saw

it beat its obsession      it didnt look comfortable                                       

appleseed climbed its repelling line 

the water fell from him at once a suspended torrent  like clothing dropped and rocked and slopped onto the tiled floor 

the candle grabbed her skirt   her face flushed by fearher flame oranger

and in the mirror behind her he saw himself adhesions still clutching at him thinning and thinning thinner and broke(appleseed was impressed)  his eyes were large fixed on themselves in the mirror and in them ran his obsession snorting snuffing like a pig for truffles

 

                               denied

the shadows at the glass fell away

the candle didnt flicker  even his quickened breath above didnt influence her    her calm was like lead

he took his eyes from the glass and looking down past the hard candlelight he saw the fine mess and slop at his heels the water still roiling in the tub the hole that had been when he stood filled  the holes where his pain was his skin cooling were returning

he was slowly growing stiff

different adhesions

inside 

tamed by their confines

confined

the soft light and curvaceous flicker roused him

lazily he wrapped a towel around his hips

reverie

       reverie like honeydrip like dancing candlelight

obsession quelled

 

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