/lit/ - Literature

>>16309918
Okay, he doesn't have much time. Think. Prose. Words. Meaning. The blank page stares back at him disappointed. What can he do? Like a drop of blood in a sink a thought begins to spread. The waters of his mind go red with this new idea he has come across. But who is bleeding? A fight escalates, a knife, and then a gun. The man wakes up to the sound of a siren. Raindrops roll down the window like tears on a cheek. A death. The end of love, or maybe the beginning of a new type of love. The woman weeps at the funeral. She collapses to the ground. The worms digest the body. The woman raises her umbrella to defend herself from the coming rain. He cloaks his lack of self-confidence in bitter irony.