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this is my insomnia

this is my insomnia. his name is neville. i used to think it was tom or bernard, but since we've become closer, he's confided in me. we've been spending a lot of time together lately.



he is big and sort of formless and he is purple, purple like the purplest prose, full of hyperbole and histrionics and extravagance. he has fire on his insides, which makes him very emotional. it also means that whenever he's around, everything seems too bright and too hot. it's not his fault.

neville has spindly arms with finely manicured little claws. he likes to scratch and tickle when he visits.



neville's feet are like solid little hooves. they are made of lead, so that they make loud thumping, clomping sounds when he walks. they make him quite heavy, so there are many bumps and thuds when he's walking around.



despite his heavy feet, neville can be quite nimble. he can actually sneak around on his spindly arms and sneak up when i'm least expecting him.



sometimes, when he creeps up on me, it can be quite scary, because i'm not really sure what's going on.



but other times, when i'm feeling very isolated, he seems more like a friend, encouraging me to use our time together to do things i wouldn't normally make time for. or just to think about things that i enjoy. although he can look big and scary, he's actually quite shy, which is why i'm the only person who ever sees him.



he's been around long enough that i know he comes and goes pretty much as he pleases. but even when we're not hanging out, i have a feeling he's never far from me.



in fact, i think that he'll always be a part of my life.




Comments

Martin Rouge said…
Neville is adorable.
flora_mundi said…
Everyone's demons are a little different. Mine tend to turn out sort of cute and misunderstood.

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