July 2, 2014

“At night, I hear the dogs whispering in your ear. I thought you had put them away a long time ago but it’s safe to say that they’ve just been hibernating. Their voices are clearer than I could have imagined. They are whining in your mouth, panting into your ears. They surround you while you watch television and eat a midnight sandwich. Their voices come from the ceilings, the walls. This house is old and so the acoustics are better than in the houses back home. When the dogs speak to you, their voices are so loud that they seem to be speaking to me. And the dogs howl into your tonsils, [You have to kill her. She’s walking around, flaunting her womb. Have you noticed how golden it is? Have you realized how shining she is? It’s like she carries a flashlight under her skin. She glows. It’s unnatural. If something is unnatural, it is mankind’s obligation to destroy it.]”

 

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