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Archetypal AbrasionsThe more Paul thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. There was something about the way the man's body jittered. The way it sank and fell. It reminded him of a time in his life he hadn't thought of in a long time. A time he hadn't forgotten by accident.
He had barely reached puberty, and was living with his father and sister, after his mother had died in a car accident. Ever since her death he felt an emptiness he couldn't describe in words, but something else seemed to have been awoken in him... a belief in something not quite natural.
One night a few months after the funeral, he had been lying in bed unable to sleep. In the darkness a sliver of light suddenly appeared, and he looked up from his bedclothes to see the form of his sister lingering at the door.
"What do you want this late, May? You woke me up," he lied.
She said nothing, merely opened the door further and came slowly forward into the room. His eyes had been adjusting to the darkness for hours and yet he still c
Dead Man's SwitchIn control, then not -
Sudden loss of grip.
Headlong to where?
Details lost, smudged, streaked.
Careening; no system of
No dead man's switch,
On a fast track -
With or without a god?
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