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The Horse Hospital
Maya came up to Paul, checking his hot forehead.
"Someone will take you to the operating room soon, they' will export this bubo, love"
despite being armed to the teeth, she was the only ascendant to refer to.
Then Paul was dreaming of being anestethetized and to wake up
only when everything would be back to normal.
Meanwhile a man was caming followed by other two white coats.
Maya turned and went to meet him.
"is he, Paul? Why is not immobilized?" asked the man, short and balding.
"Why did it take so long?" replied Maya.
"must be kept alive," 'said the man bypassing Maya towards the host.
"What? It must be exported. You wont get information from him."
The man did Paul sit on the couch and checked his eyes and tongue.
"Are you the anesthetist? would prefer the general please"
"Of course Paul" -the man began to look for something
in the larder cabinet and he turned with a phial that emptied with a 90 ml syringe.
Maya came back determined - "I' have found the host.
it is my r
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The feeling was more curiosity than fear.
He looked at the swirl of colors like a baby at the rides.
Paul came out to touch the blister cleaned. It
was smooth and slippery. As he gently press, the luminescence
was intensified and at the same time a rush of pressure did
teetering the bulb light in the ceiling. He was astonished. He tried
again and then an electric shock almost made him slipping in the bath.
"May be.. a poison effect" Paul tried to think." Stay calm."
and suddenly the gear of a music box was unlocked
and a rusty lullaby mingled, mixed with the sound of a river behind him.
"This can nof be,"
Paul said, in a tropical aquarium up to his knees.
He saw Spiderman in the mirror corner trapped in his own net
and from the window he seemed to see Superman flying away.
The door slammed "oh damn! I can not find my yoyo"
"This is enough" Paul tried to pop out from the aquarium but his
feet were then si
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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