/lit/ - Literature

And then in short bursts of hard pale light the scenes began to bleed through into Jordans consciousness: the spinning head of the jolly cab driver was a picture of gnashing teeth, a filthy beard, thick hairy and rifling through his pockets demanding "twenty dollar twenty dollar," and Jordan fell into the snow, his trousers around his ankles.

It was like the lights of a Christmas Tree, those flashing bulbs of the photographers cameras that crowded around to get the money shot of excrement covered buttocks and the telltale sight of a contraceptive poking from therein, as like a balloon half-swallowed by a clown at a childrens birthday party having choked upon the black forest gateau beforehand.

Like a newborn baby Jordans limbs thrashed in the snow, bound only by his trousers at his ankles, he kicked and swiped at the air, searching for his mothers teat and trying, as every Man had done before him, to grasp at those elusive rocketships and aeroplanes that circled around and around the twin domes of blown eyeballs.

Jordan uttered a series of short sharp shrieks as the din of bulbs induced a stroke and after the last thrashing movements as his neurons burned away his centers of speech a canyon formed in unison as God carved the landscape in the snow from an inundation of urine. In Jordans mind a great brown bear dressed in workmans overalls and a yellow hard hat had seized him by the shirt collars and was swiping at his face, delivering thick lacerations with its frightful claws.


Jordan awoke some weeks later by the rustling of a newspaper in front of his face, and he cried silently in horror as he saw images of himself beside a dirty pair of buttocks - his own. He craned his neck aside, to bury his face into the pillow of his hospital bed and saw, next, a great brown bear dressed in workmans overalls and a yellow hard hat moving towards him from a distant corridor. Its arms extended above its head and each step falling heavy and slow as it advanced. Jordan screamed in silence again, his trembling fingers moving toward the orderly who was still grinning and shoving the newspaper in his face.

Soon the doors of the hospital room smashed open in a shower of glass and the great brown bear gripped Jordan by one leg and dragged him from the bed, tearing away some tubes and causing others to drag on machinery and drips until popping out either at his end or theirs.

Jordan screamed and screamed in silence as the great brown bear dragged him away into the total dark.

Young Jordy sat waiting for the bus on what should have been the first glorious day of a new school year. He had been sue he had seen a really big fluffy bear peeking out at him from behind a hedge on one of the nearby houses. His little face lit up as the bear made itself known and put its paws upto its mouth, feigning bewilderment that it had been spotted by Jordy, before it made its way, quite gingerly, across the road - being sure to look both ways twice before making the intrepid crossing.

The fluffy bear sat beside Jordy, "you know," it said, "there's sure a lot of things in the world that make me nervous."

Jordy was incredulous at this statement, "but you're a bear," he squeaked, "how can anything make you nervous? Why, golly, you can just go, brrururh!" and Jordy threw his arms around, making as he was tearing a Man to piece with bear paws, "and everybody would run all away!"

The fluffy bear put a paw to its mouth, deep in thought, "you know," it said, "I never really thought about it like that," and then it said, "hm," and then asked, "do you mean like this?"


Jordan screamed and screamed and screamed as the great brown bear took down an emergency escape door, dashing aside a cowering nurse with a brutal blow whose only crime had been to get in the way of the bear. She had fallen, her stomach torn open and bright pink organs slopping across her uniform, her face was aghast in shock and terror. As Jordan was dragged past her, clawing at her arms and then her feet, her terror turned to a warbling cry of agony.

The great brown bear tossed Jordan into the stairwell and lingered, glaring, casting a tall shadow that grew over Jordans ragdoll body and when it reached his eyes the world went black again.

cest fini

ah c'mon kids, it's dark - it's more dark than mungo but less bloody. hey fuck you. its going in the magazine. it's myyyyyyyyyyy magazine so there :]

I liked it. Loved the ‘rocketships and airplanes’ sequence.
Reminded me of the days when I didn’t eat or drink anything but coffee, and wrote shit just to make myself laugh by the absurdity of describing stupid shit in beautiful and creative ways.
Thanks for the laughs. Write more.

>>22485808
That cover is based btw

>>22486247
I hope you saved them! I love this genre.

>>22488506
No need to bump. We've seen it and it's shit.

>>22489460
haha thanks for the bump /pol/tard