BY MARTIN WINDEBACK
Viral Menace – Martin John Windebank
Damn you! You woke me up you bastard, I was at peace before you arrived you absolute nightmare, I am haunted by you day and night, scratching at my dreams.
So I guess you win… I’m awake cowling in the corner shivering, peeking through the curtains of my life. You extinguish any flicker of hope as you piss your toxic curse over every tiny piece of imaginable innocence. I can always hear you laughing, coughing demented as you dance on my horizon like a demonic pixel, the pandemonium pixie!
Everything I touch, every single breath I take you are there starring into my mind, stirring my neuron soup. I buckle tight with fear and drip with the sweat of your existence, it challenges me, I want to cower in font of you and beg you to stop, please show mercy to my family! please spread no further! I’ll do anything…well almost anything… but you won’t listen and perhaps that’s your favourite part. The human race on bended knee praying to god for you to stop whilst you prey on them like a wolf playing with the lambs of springtime, unrelenting and with no remorse you leap from victim to victim killing in a brash haze, it’s twisted and deeply evil!
I heard somebody asking what could be worse than a swarm of invisible mosquitos hungry in summer? Somebody said… a virus for all seasons perhaps… a virus which consumes the mind body and spirit of humanity. It never leaves you alone, you can run away fast but it with chase you down. You can hide away but it will always find you no matter how small you make yourself, you will never be free of it.
An implosion of fear grips a planet sitting silently in the middle of space, rotating gently warmed by a passing star, like a sick ancient hog spit roasted in the centre of Buddha’s universe, tragically waiting there for an undetermined amount of time…until the great feast perhaps? 1 rasher or 2 master?
Excuse me I’m trying to forget about you! can you just go away please! Listen you nasty little sleekit beastie sling your hook somewhere else or else we’ll vaccinate you away, one or two jabs in my arm and you will be banished forever! Hahaha.
THE END for now………………
All the best,
Martin Windebank
