I have a short bit of flash fiction today. This one was kind of fun to write. We'll see whether it's fun to read.
Today's word: DISMEMBERMENT
My heart is in the garbage can.
My eyes are under the rug.
My tongue is in the wood chipper.
My feet are incased in the concrete of the patio, right under the table with the yellow umbrella.
My nose is in the freezer. I’m not sure how it got there.
Oh wait, I do know. It happened because I trusted you. I opened myself to you, allowed myself to care, and you stomped all over me. With my best friend, no less.
Yes, you both claim nothing happened between you, but I know better. You’re not fooling me.
You’re cruel, and you dismembered me with your betrayal.
Now, you’re probably rolling your eyes and thinking that I’m being overdramatic. I’m not claiming the dismemberment is literal. I’m speaking metaphorically here. I thought I should make that clear so you don’t start thinking I’ve gone crazy.
You’re thinking it anyway, aren’t you? Aren’t you?
Oh well. I swear that I’m done now. Really. I mean it. No more notes in your car. No more knocking on your door at 3A.M. No more messages on your answering machine. I’m serious. You won’t need to change your phone number for a third time.
You’re not worth it to me.