Race

Thump
Thump
Thump
Thump

My heart beats inside my chest as a giant drum, each interval lasting for eons.
All I can hear, the beat. The attempt at life. Pumping furiously to keep a mortal shell from collapsing.

Boom
Boom
Boom
Boom

This walking corpse. Me. I feel the blood washing down my veins, but is that life?
My eyes are hallowing. I’m slipping. Losing grip. I can’t hold on. What is there to grasp?

Crash

The floor. A final comfort. The heat of my body subsides against the cool of the concrete.
Life. They said life. I’ve never seen a bit of it. Here I am. A life lived without it.

Fin.