William J. Fedigan

by Horror Sleaze Trash on December 3, 2011

William J. Fedigan writes about who he is, what he knows and where he’s been.

Teeth shining like bones

Jimmy chasing bats, biting dogs, sprouting wings. Jimmy flying. Jimmy smiling, foam running out his mouth. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Docs. shrinks, egyptian sphinx gonna tag his toe, zip the bag, throw him on a metal slab. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy stinging bees, eating spiders, setting cats on fire. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Docs. shrinks, egyptian sphinx gonna tie Jimmy’s hands, his feet, drive spikes thru his brain. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy strangling angels, spitting nails at jesus christ. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Docs. shrinks, egyptian sphinx gonna drop his pants, stick a needle in his ass. Jimmy fighting, foam flying, ass-cheeks squeezing tight. Needle bites. Jimmy floating. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy floating. Jimmy floating down. Jimmy floating down and gone…and…

Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying it to windows, walls, to tubes coming out his arm. Jimmy saying it to bedpan fulla piss. Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying: Fuck you

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Doc saying:        Feeling better? Jimmy: Better than what? Doc: We almost lost you, Jimmy. Jimmy: Too bad you found me.      Doc: You almost died, Jimmy. Understand? You almost died. Jimmy: Too bad. Jimmy saying: Too bad. Doc not saying shit now.

Next, Matthew, male nurse, big as coup deville. Matthew: You’re becoming a regular guest here, Jimmy. Jimmy: Yeah. Matthew: A frequent flyer. Jimmy: Yeah. A frequent flyer.      Matthew: Whatta gonna do when you get out, Jimmy? Jimmy saying nothing. Matthew: You gotta have a plan, Jimmy. Jimmy saying nothing. Matthew: Come on, Jimmy. You gotta have a plan. Whatta you gonna do when you get out? Jimmy thinking bout it, giving careful thought. Jimmy: I’m gonna chase bats and bite dogs. Matthew not saying shit now.

Jimmy leaving AMA, dirty clothes in garbage bag, sun coming down, winter. Matthew watching Jimmy walk out the door. Matthew hearing flapping sound. Matthew seeing Jimmy sprouting wings, seeing Jimmy fly. Matthew seeing Jimmy chase bats, seeing Jimmy swoop down on black dog, giving a good bite.

Matthew seeing Jimmy fly into the cold sky. Jimmy laughing, his teeth shining like bones. Jimmy’s teeth shining like bones.

Jimmy saying: Fuck you. Jimmy saying: Fuck you.

Copyright © 2011 by William J. Fedigan

461 Albin Court

Ridgewood NJ07450 USA 551-579-2253 wfedigan@aol.com 

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