When Darkness Blinks: Indecision

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The Clown

"At times I wonder, if I'm behind that colorful mask that I wear. Perhaps, I don't have a face. It's just a procession of hundred eyes trying to see inside me.... where I'd stopped existing a long time back. But if you smile you'll probably find me in one corner of your eyes."

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Indecision

Stamped: 6:23 AM

She stood for hours inside her own heart. She said she had swallowed herself. She had never known that her heart was this cosy and warm. She played with her enzymes for a while, then realized there was a pain in the left side of her tummy..... which reminded her -

"Shouldn't I have been in the stomach if I have swallowed myself?" she asked the enzymes.

"You are." They replied.

"But the heart...."

"You swallowed it too."

The pain in her tummy increased.

"Indigestion", she thought.

Labels: decision, digestion, fiction, flash fiction, grotesque, heart, short story, story, surreal

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