As the night settles.. the water becomes more still.. that nasty black water.. with all the disgust it still seems so peaceful.. so serene.. As he watches from the edge he can see the opposite shore.. the colgate clock tells him its 1:15 am which means its somewhere around 3am.. he just stares.. he comes here at night to get away from the rest, while thinking about himself.. he uses this place as a sanctuary to shelter him from the prying eyes the constant watch.. he burns one down as he sits where there is no safety net.. one wrong slip and hes in the water one quick scare and hes drenched in the nastiest water hes ever seen.. hes not gonna lie and say that he hasnt thought of jumping in.. not to drown but to disappear... he thinks that life will be easier if hes cleansed in the water... its that christian education running wild the story of john the baptist and jesus.. the idea that water cleanses all.. he feels so dirty he just cannot explain.. he decided its too cold tonight.. he thinks about the time he saw a dead fish and a pamper floating next to one another.. he takes the last three pulls.. imagines the smoke to be steps and watches as it descends to the water.. the fixation is momentary.. the phone buzzes its her.. "nice blog asshole"..
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